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PRIVATE,  FAMILY,  SOCIAL,  ANlJ 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 


SELECTED   FRO?! 


VARIOUS  AUTHORS. 


BY  THOMAS  CLELAND,  D.  D. 


FOURTH    EDITION,    ENLARGED. 


LEXINGTON,  KY: 

POINTED    AND    PUBLISHED   BY    T.~  T.    ?Kjfc,LttA>\ 

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United  States  of  America ,  I  « 
District  of  Kentucky,       ] 
fcE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That,  on  the  twenty-sec- 

©nd  day  of  April,  in  the  year  of  our  Lord  one  thousand 
eight  hundred  and  twenty-five,  and  in  the  forty -ninth 
year  of  the  Independence  of  the  United  States,  T.  T. 
Skillman%  of  the  said  district,  hath  deposited  in  this  of- 
fice, the  title  of  a  Book,  the  right  whereof  he  claims  as 
proprietor, in  the  words  and  figures  following,  to- wit; 

*4Evangelical  Hymns,  for  private,  family,  social,  and 
public  worship;  selected  from  various  authors ;  by  Thom- 
as Cleland,  D.  D" 

In  conformity  to  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the  Uni- 
ted States,  entitled  "An  act  for  the  encouragement  oX 
learning,  by  securii  g  the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts,  and 
JBooks  to  tne  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies,  du- 
ring the  times  therein  mentioned,"  and  also  the  act  en- 
titled, '*An  Act  supplementary  to  an  act  for  the  encour- 
agement of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps, 
Charts,  and  Books  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such 
copies,  during  the  times  therein  mentioned,  and  extend- 
ing the  benefits  thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing,  engrav- 
ing, ajtd  etching  historical  and  other  prints." 

JOHN  H    HANNA, 
Clerk  of  the  District  of  Kentucky 


EVANGELICAL  HY.lfAS. 


1.  L.  M,         Steele. 
Being-  of  God. — Psalm  civ. 

1  rjHHERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 

JL    Thro'  earth,  and  air,  and  seas  and  skies^ 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright. 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame. 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light. 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  The  llow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art: 
The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  fliest 
Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 

4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad. 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er. 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God — 
Bow  down  before  him,  and  adore. 

2.  C.  M.        Steele. 
Creadon  and  Rrovuk 

1    7f    ORD,  when  our  raptur'd  tho't  surveys 
-Li  Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  our  souls  adore. 

*?  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  ej  I 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shi 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rii 

And  speak  their  source  divine. 
3  The  living  tri  -untless  for] 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air: 


*  EVANGELICAL    HYMNn 

.The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worin->, 
Almighty  power  declare. 
A  Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord. 
Id  all  thy  works  appear; 
And  O!  let  man  thy  praise  record, 
Mae,  thy  distinguished  care! 
35  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew; 
1  hat  breath  thy  power  maintains; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 
-6  Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praise, 
Of  reason's  light  possess'd; 
By  Revelation's  brightest  rays, 
Still  more  divinely  bless'd. 

7  Thy  providence,  his. constant  guard. 

When  threat'ning  woes  impend: 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  wardt 
Or  timely  succours  lend. 

8  On  us  that  Providence  has  shone, 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays; 
Oh  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise! 

3.     L.  M,         Addison. 

Sun,  Moon,  and  Stars,  display  the  Being  nf  Got/. 
Psalm  xix. 

1  rilHE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 

J-     With  all  the  blue  aetherial  sky; 
The  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame. 
Their  great  original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display; 
And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand 


EVANGELICAL    HYMN5?. 

^  Soon  as  the  -hades  prevail, 

The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tales. 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth: 

4  While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn. 
And  all  the  planets,  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  thev  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  tc  pole. 

3  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
.3Iove  round  the  dark  terrestrial     all—. 

it  though  no  real  voice  nor  soi 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found* 

£  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
Forever  singing-,  as  they  si  ine*, 
aThc  hand  that  made  us  is  divine 
4.     S.  M. 

and  Greatness  of  God. 

1  f  BlHOU  great  Omnipotent, 

-1-     Thou  Lord  of  earth 
I,  with  my  soul  down  lowly  bent', 
<  sty. 

2  When  I  behold  the  sun 

The  creature  of  thy  power, 
Hlfl  daily  radiant  circle  run, 
I  wonder  and  adore. 

3  The  moon  and  stars,  by  night, 

ebler  glories  shine; 
But  ail  from  thee  dei  ir  liglkfc 

Thou  i  light  divine. 

I 


b  EVANGELICAL    IIVM>> 

5  Kail!  hoiy,  holy,  Lord! 

Thrice  holy  one  in  Three; 
Thy  boundless  name  be  still  ador'd, 
Throughout  eternity. 

5.     C.  31.         Hastings. 
The  Greatness  and  Glory  of  God  in  Nature  w/td 

Grace. 
1   jpl  RE  AT  God  how  powerful  is  thy  hand! 
\JF  Thy  works,  how  great!  how  wibe! 
Low  sink  the  vales,  at  thy  command. 
The  tow'ring  mountains  rise! 
13  At  thy  command,  the  sun  unveils 
His  glories  in  the  east; 
And  sinks  his  flaming  chariot  wheels' 
Low  in  the  distant  west. 

3  The  waxing  and  the  wnning  moen„ 

Proclaim  thy  skill  abroad; 
And  every  rolling  star  makes  known 
The  glories  of  a  God! 

4  Thou  dost  my  heaving  lungs  inspire* 

Thou  form'dst  my  beating  be 
My  soul,  this  spark  of  heav'nly  lire,, 
Thy  goodness  did  impart. 

5  Within,  without,  thy  wisdom  brig 

Thy  power,  thy  truth  I  prove: 

?%ature  displays  thy  works  of  mig 

But  grace,  thy  works  of  love. 

0.    L.  ML         Watts. 

The  Creator  exalted  abc 

INTERNAL  Pow'r! 
1  grandeur  of  a  God; 
I 
"WJiere  stars  revolve  their  little  xou 


EVANGELICAL    H1TMXS, 

£  Far  in  the  depths  of  space,  thy  throne 
Burns  with  a  lustnre  ail  its  own: 
In  shining  ranks  beneath  thy  feet, 
ADgelic  pow'rs  and  splendours  meet, 

3  Earth,  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame 
And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name* 
But  oh,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

4  God  is  in  heav'n,  and  man  below: 
Short  be  our  tunes,  our  words  be  few: 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

7.     C.  M.        Steele. 
Excellency  of  the  Bible* — Psalm  cxix.  fff, 
1    1 .1  AT  HER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
X?     What  endless  glory  shines! 
Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines! 
"2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
Exhaustless  riches  find; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 
o  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grow? v 
And  yields  a  sweet  repast; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 
4  Here  springs  of  consolation  rise, 
To  cheer  the  fainting  mind; 
And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 
J)  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 


8  EVANGELICAL    BYWX$ 

6  O,  may  these  heav'nly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight; 
An  J  still  new  beauties  may  I  seef 
And  still  increasing  light! 

7  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord,, 

Be  thou  forever  near; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  saviour  there! 

8.  L.  M.         Steele. 
Dominion  and  'power  of  God. — Psalm  xciih, 

1  rjlHE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory,  reigns, 
JL     In  robes  of  31ajesty  array'd; 
His  rule  omnipotence  sustains,. 

And  guides  the  worlds  his  hands  have  made. 

il  Ere  rolling  worlds- began  to  move, 

Or  ere  the  heav'ns  were  stretch'd  abroad  > 
Thy  awful  throne  was  fix'd  above: 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

8  The  swelling  floods  tumultuous  rise-*- 

Aloud  the  angry  tempests  roar — 
Lift  their  proud  billows  to  the  skies, 
And  foam  and  lash  the  trembling  shore. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God,  on  high, 

Controls  the  fiercely  raging  seas: 
He  speaks!  and  noise  and  tempests  fly— 
The  waves  sink  down  in  gentle  peace. 

5  Thy  sovereign  laws  are  ever  sure — 

Eternal  holiness  is  thine; 
And,  Lord,,  thy  people  should  be  pure, 
And  in  thy  blest  resemblance  shine 

9.  C.  M.        Addison, 
On  the  Scriptures. 

REAT  God!  with  wonder  and  with  prajse 
On  all  thy  works  I  look: 


G 


EVANGELICAL    HY3i:v?.  ^' 

But  still  thy  wisdom,  power  and  grace 

Shine  brighter  in  thy  book. 
£  The  stars,  that  in  their  courses  roll,. 

Have  much  instruction  given; 
But  thy  good  word  informs  my  soiil 

How  I  may  soar  to  heawn. 
&  The  fields  provide  me  food,. and  show- 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord; 
But  fruits  of  life  and  glory  grow 

In  thy  most  holy  word. 

4  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hidv 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies; 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfied, 

And  here  my  hopes  arise. 
3  Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  L 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been: 
And  from  the  gospel  let  me  draw 

Pardon  for  ail  my  sin. 

10.     C.  H.         Blacxlc 

'Omniscience  and  Omnipresence  of  God. — Psalm 

exxxix. 
1   "IT    ORD,  thou,  with  an  unerring  bcarn^ 
JLi  Survey  est  all  my  pow'rs, 
My  rising  steps  are  wateird  by  thee— 
By  thee  my  resting  hours. 

5  My  thoughts,  scarce  struggling  into  birth. 

Great  God,  are  known  to  thee: 
Abroad,  at  home,  still  I'm  enclosed 

V\  ith  thine  immensity. 
3  To  thee  the  labyrinths  of  life 

In  open  view  appear; 
Nor  steal  a  whisper  from  my  lip*- 

•  ithout  thy  list'ning  ear; 


10  Evangelical  hymns. 

4  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there . 
Before  me  shines  thy  name; 
And  'tis  thy  strong,  almighty  hand 
Sustains  my  tender  frame. 
p  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  essays 
Of  my  astonish'd  mind; 
TNor  can  my  reason's  soaring  eye 
Its  tow'ring  summit  find. 

II.     S.  M.         Watts. 
God  the  object  of  all  homage-. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God! 
il  How  wondrous  is  thy  name! 
Thy  glories  how  difFus'd  abroad. 

Through  the  creation's  frame! 

2  Nature,  in  every  dress, 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 

Thine  undissembled  praise. 
«}  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  Kin^, 

And  pay  the  worship  due. 

4  The  very  songs  I  frame, 

Are  faithless  to  thy  cause, 
And  steal  the  honours  of  thy  nairte*, 
To  build  their  own  applause. 

5  Thus  pride,  that  busy  sin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform; 
Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  securely  i% 

And  swells  a  haughty  worm. 
0  Create  my  soul  anew, 

Else  all  my  worship's  vain; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  he  tru#» 

Until  'tis  form'd  again, 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  11 

-7  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days; 
And  to  my  God,  my  soul  ascend, 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 
12.     C.  M.         Watts. 
Divine  Sovereignty. 

1  TZ'EEP  silence,  all  created  things, 
_Ol   And  wait  your  .Maker's  nod; 

My  soul  stands  trembling,  while  she  sing* 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown ,- 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne,  a  Volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 
1  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
\n<1  makes  his  counsel  shine; 
Ench  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here  lie  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown; 
And  there  the  following  page  he  turrit, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gal  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives; 
Nor  dares  the  favorite  angel  pry 

Between  the  folded  leav  s. 
"1    My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fete  with  curious  ej  • 
V\  I.  v  lines  are  writ  for  inc.. 

Or  '  eipei 


12  EVANGELICAL    HYMN?. 

.8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
O,  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place,: 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb  I 

13.  L.  M.         Steele. 
The  goodness  of  God. 

1  rilHE  praises  of  my  God,  my  King, 

JL  While  I  have  life  or  breath  to  sintt 
Shall  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue/ 
Till  heav'n  improve  the  blissful  song1. 

2  No  more  in  princes  vainly  trust, 
Frail  sons  of  earth!  man  is  but  dust; 
With  all  his  pride,  with  all  his  pow'r,. 
The  helpless  creature  of  an  hour. 

3  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  divine 
On  Israel's  cov'natit  God  recline! 
Who  can,  with  sacred  transport,  say,. 
This  God  is  mine,  my  help,  my  stay! 

4  His  justice  favours  them  who  mourn 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  scorn; 
The  hungry  poor  his  hand  sustains, 

And  breaks  the  wretched  captive's  chains 
6  To  sightless  eyes,  long  clos'd  in  night, 
His  touch  restores  the  joys  of  light; 
And  mourners  rais'd  confess  bis  care, 
He  loves  the  humble  and  sincere. 
6  If  wand 'ring  strangers  friendless  roam., 
Divine  protection  is  their  home: 
The  ford  relieves  the  widow's  cares, 
Aad  dries  the  weeping  orphan's  tears. 

14,  L.  31.        Watts. 
Thoughts  on  God  and  Death. 

1   rilHEHE  is  a  God  who  reigns  above, 
A    Lord  of  the  heav'n  and  eartji  a^id  i 


EVANGELICAL    IIYM  Ul 

I  fear  Lis  wrath,  I  ask  his  love, 
And  with  my  lips  I  sing  hi?  prake.. 

2  There  is  a  law  which  he  has  writ. 

To  teach  us  all  what  we  must  da; 
My  soul,  to  his  commands  submit, 
For  they  are  holy,  just  and  true. 

3  There  is  a  gospel  rich  in  grace, 

Whence  sinners  all  their  comforts  dr  . 
Lord,  I  repent  and  seek  thy  fJce, 
For  I  have  often  broke  thy  law. 

4  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  die, 

Nor  do  I  know  how  soon  'twill  come; 
How  many  younger,  much,  than  I, 

Have  pass'd  by  death  to  hear  their  do 

5  Let  me  improve  the  hours  I  have, 

Befcre  the  day  of  grace  is  fled: 
There's  no  repentance  in  the  gra 
.Nor  pardon  oiler *d  to  the  dead. 
15.     C.  31.         Giebon-.s. 
C^jodaiRs  of  God. — Jer.  xxxi.  13. 

1  rilHY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confi 

-1_    Thy  goodness  we   adore; 
A  spring,  whose  blessings  never  fail-^- 
A  sea,  without  a  shore! 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  atr 

In  every  golden  my; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
d  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bom  -eason  crowns, 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields; 
With  joyful  clusters  leads  the  vii; 
V,  ith  sT.  -  tg  grain  the  lie! 

\  But  chiefly  thy  compassion.  Lord- 
ly iri  tae  gospel  seen; 


14  EVAXGELICAL    HY3IX*. 

There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines# 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace  and  joy. 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given; 
He,  on  the  cross,  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 
16.     L.  X.         Medley. 
Loving  kindness. — Jsaiah  lxiii.  7.  Ps.  lxiii.  3. 

1  A  W  AKEf  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

Jl\.   And  sing  thy  great  Redeemers  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  free! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  by  the  fall, 
Vet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  M; 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  Ohow  greatl 

3  Though  num'rous  hos-ts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose. 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong! 
1  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud^ 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good! 

f>  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale — 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  faii 
O,  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death! 

7  Then  let  me  mojint  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  worJ4s  of  endless  da;  ■ 


And  sing-,  with  rapture  and  surp: 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

17.    C.  M.        Crude-. 
Greatness  of  God. — Isaiah  xl.   12 — 15- 
L,  IT    O!  heaven's  tremendous,  mighty  K 
-Li  (I  tremble  at  the  name!) 
Angels  but  faintly  lisp  his  praise, 
Xor  half  his  deeds  proclaim. 

'J.  He  rounded  all  the  heav'nly  orbs. 
He  bowl'd  them  from  his  hand; 
They,  at  his  pleasure,  shoot  along. 
Or  at  his  bidding  stand. 
♦3  The  same  unbounded  pow"r  of  God 
Pour'd  forth  the  noisy  deej): 
Whose  billows  lash  th'  affrighted  strand.. 
Or,  hush'd  by  him,  they  sleep. 

1  "O,  praise  his- name,  ye  heav'nly  orbs\ 
And  sound  his  fame  abroad; 
Proclaim  his  pow'r,  thou  mighty  deep. 
And  own  the  hand  of  God." 

o  His  fingers  spann?d  the  azure  sky — 
Assign'd  each  star  its  place; 
He  smooth'd  for  each  a  spacious  road 
Through  vast,  unbounded  space. 
■j  He  gaug'd  the  yielding  mounds  of  sand, 
That  smoothly  line  the  shore; 
And  curb'd  th'  impetuous,  lawless  waves, 
While  all  enrag'd  they  roar. 
7  Each  fragment  of  the  rugged  rqck, 
In  his  just  scales  was  weigh'd; 
And  all  the  proud,  aspiring  hills 
Were  in  his  balance  tried. 
3  40,  praise  his  name,  ye  rolling  worlds 
And  E-ound  hjs  fame  abroad:  * 


10  EVANGELICAL    IIYM^S. 

Ye  heirs  of  heav'n  proclaim  his  pow'r. 
That  brought  you  back  to  God." 

18.  L.  BL  Tucker. 
Jloliness,  Justice^  and  Mercy  united. — Psalm 

lxxxv.  10. 

1  /^k  LOVE!  beyond  conception  great, 
V-r   That  form'd  the  vast  stupendous  plan, 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 

To  reconcile  rebellious  man! 

2  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 

And  justice  all  her  rights  maintains! 
Astonish'd  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 
While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

3  Yes,  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too — 

In  Christ  harmoniously  they  meet. 
He  paid  to  justice  all  her  due, 
And  now  he  fills  the  mercy  seat. 

,4  Such  are  the  wonders  of  our  God, 

And  such  th'  amazing  depths  of  grace, 
To  save  from  wrath's  vindictive  rod, 
The  chosen  sons  of  Adam's  race. 
6  With  grateful  songs,  then  let  our  souls 
Surround  our  gracious  Father's  throne: 
And  all  between  the  distant  poles. 
His  truth  and  mercy  ever  own. 

19.  C.  M.        Burder. 
Love  of  God. — 1  John  iv.  8. 

I   /^OME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 
\s'  And  raise  your  souls  above; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing,  that  God  is  love. 
Q  This  precious  truth  his  word  dccls^-ve^. 
And  all  his  mercies  prove: 


EVANGELICAL    IIY3IXS.  17 

Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts  appears, 
To  shew  that  God  is  love. 

3  Behold  his  patience  lengthen'd  out, 

To  these  who  from  him  rove; 
And  calls  effectual  reach  their  hearts. 
To 'teach  them,  God  is  love. 

4  The  work  begun  is  carried  on, 

By  pow'r  from  heaven  above; 

And  every  step,  from  first  to  last, 

Proclaims,  that  God  is  love. 

5  O,  may  we  all,  while  here  below", 

This  best  of  blessings  prove; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout,  that  God  is  love. 

20.     C.  St.         Steele. 

Praise  for  the  blessings  of  Providence  and  Grace* 
Psalm  exxxix. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
1\.  Kind  Guardian  of  my  days, 

Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  naraev. 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store; 
But  ah!   in  vain  my  labouring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

4  While  sweet  reflection,  thro'  my  days. 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace; 
3till  dear*  a  claim  thy  pru; 

Tie  blessings  of  \\\y  graqe, 
B 


IS  jLVAAGI^LILAL    li\ 

-5  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord; 
For  favours  more  divine; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  m  ; 
Where  ail  thy  glories  shine. 
6  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays 
And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace., 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 

21.    C.  M.         Addison.. 
Gratitude  for  ,}Icrcies. 
1   "IJrrHEiN   oil  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
▼  ▼      My  rising  soiii  surveys; 
Transported  with  the  view  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
*2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  rrfy  head5 
Thy  tender  care  bestow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  blessings  flowM. 

3t  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  criqs. 
Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learnt 
To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 

4  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

5  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 
8  Through  cv'ry  period  of  my  life, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds. 
Thy  mercy  sUl„l  explore^ 


J0Y.A&GELICAL   HYX33.      '  \V 

22;     L,  ML  Scott. 

f  6W  inestimable. — Psalm  cxxxixs 
17,  IS. 
i  rflHE  glitt'ring*  spangles  cf  the  sky — 
JL     The  sands  which  spread  Mr1  extended 
These  could  I  ni-.mber,  yet,  my  God,    (shore; 
I  ne'er  could  count  thy  mercies  o'er!       * 
£  This  curious  frame — these  noble  pow'rSj 
To  thy  creating  hand  I  owe; 
Thy  providence  preserves  me  safe, 
And  crowns  my  every  wish  below. 

:*  Oft  in  the  visions  of  the  night, 

My  thoughts  still  on  thy  mercies  rove"; 
And  every  midnight  wakeful  Uour,  f  * 

I  trace  the  wonders  of  thy  love. 

4  The  pleasant,  unexhausted  theme, 

Each  rising  morn  my  soul  pursues-r. 
In  fervent  pray'r  ascends  to  thee, 
ad  still  her  grateful  song  renews, 
o  Xor  days,  nor  nights,  nor  months,  nor  year?. 
Nor  centuries,  would  e'er  suffice 
To  sound  th'  unfathem'd  depths  of  love, 
Or  touch  the  heights-  thy  mercies  rise. 
(5  Thy  mercies,  Lord,  thro'  endless  years, 
►Shall  still  my  raptur'd  powers  employ'; 
Yet  endless  years  will  still  but  swell       * 
My  wonder,  gratitude,  and  joy. 

23.     L.  M,        Steele. 
Providence  equitable  and  kind. — Ps.  cvii. 
i   FTnllRO'  all  the  various  shifting  scene's 
JL     Of  life's  mistaken  good  or  ill, 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts,  unseen, 
<.h)f  cjianges  by  thy  sov 'reign  wi^ 


*20  EVANGELICAL    fitfMNS.1 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care. 

Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  each  his  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  pow'r,* 

Tiz  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball, 
""When  most  secure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  see  fit,  may  blast  them  all. 
■4  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame. 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 
Lost  to  relations,  friends  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raise  us  up. 
5-  Thy  gracious  consolations  cheer, 

Thy  smiles  suppress  the  deep  fetch'd  sigh 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear 
That,  secret,  wets  th'  afflicted  eye. 

6  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n_, 

On  thy  eternal  will  depend: 
And  all  for  greater  good  were  giv'n. 
And  all  shall  in  thy  glory  end. 

7  This  be  my  care;  to  all  beside 

Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be; 
Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride, 
And  fix'd,  O  God,  my  soul  on  thee. 
24.    C.  M.         Cowper. 
The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  f^\  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
\7   His  wonders  to  perform; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea; 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing'  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  hi$  s>ov 'reign  will, 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS,  21 

£  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take. 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big-  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head, 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence. 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

a  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 
0  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  Avill  make  it  plain. 
25.     L.  31. 
Mysteries  of  Providence. 
1   T"    ORD,  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways! 
_l-i  How  blind  are  we,  how  mean  our  pra^5#, 

-tops  no  mortal  eyes  explore; 
?Tis  ours  to  wonder  and  adore. 
I  Thy  purposes  from  creature-sight 
Are  hid  in  shades  of  awful  night; 
Amid  the  lines,  with  curious  eye; 
Not  angel  minds  presume  to  pry, 

3  Cireat  (Jod!  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
What  in  futurity  shall  be; 

Let  light  and  bliss  attend  my  days, 
And  then  my  future  hours  be  praise.- 

4  Are  darkness  and  distress  my  share! 
Give  me  t<>  trust  thy  eruardian  care; 
Enough  for  rne\.if  love  riivine 

At  Jencrth  through  everv  cloud  shall  sbftfe^ 


'2'2  LVAXGELIt'AL    HYMNS. 

5  Yet  this  my  soul  desires  to  know; 
Be  this  my  only  wish  below; 
"That  Christ  is  mine!" — this  great  rcquesT'.. 
Grant,  bounteous  God;  and  I  am  blest, 

26.  L.  M.        Doddridge. 

The  effects  of  the  fall  lamented. — Psalm  cxix' 
M         7v       136-158. 

1     A  RISE  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise: 
J\.  To  torrents  melt  my  streamidg  eye'sT 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel. 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2' See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame: 
See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jesus9  name; 
The  father  wounded  through  the  Sor& 
The  world  abus'd;  the  soul  undone, 

8  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight) 

Closing  in  everlasting  night; 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  know* 

Though  briny  tears  forever  flow 
4  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scenefr 

My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men; 

And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim. 

And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flame. 
•&  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves. 

And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves; 

Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ, 

And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

27,  L.  M.         Doddridge. 

JLaiv;  or,  the  tinner  found  wanting. — Dan.  v.  27. 

1  T>  A ISE,  thoughtless  sinner!  raise  thine  ey^v 
XV  Behold  the  judgment  drawing  nigh:  - 
Behold  the  balance  is  displayed, 
Where  thou  must  be  exactly  weight 


rvAXGEi/iCAL  nv:.:.v=.  23 

'2  See,  in  nno  scale  God's  holy  law; 

Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw; 

Canst  thou  the  awful  test  sustain? 

Thy  works  how  light!  thy  thoughts  how  vajfei- 
-)  Behold  the  hand  of  G'od  appears, 

And  writes  in  dreadful  characters, 

"Tckel!  thy  soul  is  wanting-  found; 

f'Witlk  trembling  hear  the  awful  sou«?d. 
1  "Let  fair  thy  sin-bound  heart  embrace,; 
I  guilty  shame  o'erspread  thy  face; 

"Conviction  through  thy  conscience  roll, 

"And  deep  repentance  till  thy  soul. 
5  "One -only  hope  can  yet  prevail, 

"Jesus  for  thee  can  turn  the  scale: 

'-Cav  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace. 

""And  save  thee  by  his  righteousness." 
$  Dc,  power  impart; 

Convince  each  unconvinced  heart; 

And  thy  salvation  let  them  view, 

In  justice  wrought,  and  mercy  too. 
7  Believing  this,  they  shall  employ 

Their  hearts  and  lips  in  songs  of  jo 
i  'erof  wanting  be  afraid, 

When  in  God's  holy  balance  wetgh'd. 
h.  If.         DoDBRinr.r. 

■  -ones. — Ezek.  sxxvii.  3. 
i   "1"    OOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 


in  rnin  lie; 
trophies  o'er  the  ground, 

That,  mighty  G  known) 


these  i 


CM 


feVANGELtCAt    HYMXC 


3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain, 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death: 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powr'ful  voice; 
They  move — they  waken — they  rejoice. 

5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound, 

Shall  shake  the  heavens,  and  rend  the  ground,, 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tomhs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 
29.     L.  31.         Watts. 
True  Pcnif€7:cc. 

1  ^HOW  pity.  Lord!  O  Lord  forgive! 
►3  let  a  repenting  rebel  live: 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound,, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  li< 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

1  31y  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
A  gainst  thy  law,  against  thy  grace: 
Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe.  - 
I  am  eondemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  the  just,  in  death; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  bell 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 


B\  ANGELICAL    HYMNS.  £5 

"6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  wordl; 
"Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 
80.     L.  M.         Fawcett. 

"What  mvst  I  do  to  be  saved?" — Acts  xvi.  30. 

1  "VJC7"ITH  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes: 

n     31y  guilty  soul  for  mercy  cries; 
What  shall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 
To  'scape  the  vengeance  due  to  me? 

2  Till  now,  I  saw  no  danger  nigh; 

I  liv'd  at  ease,  nor  fear'd  to  die; 

Wrapt  up  in  self-deceit  and  pride, 

"I  shall  have  peace  at  last,'*  1  cried, 
3-  But  when,  great  God!  thy  light  divine 

Had  shone  on  this  dark  soul  of  mine, 

Then  I  beheld,  with  trembling  awe, 

The  terrors  of  thy  holy  law. 
4  How  dreadful  now  my  guilt  appears, 

In  childhood,  youth,  and  growing  y. 
ore  thy  pure  discerning  eye, 

Lord,  what  a  hlthy  wretch  arn   l! 

■uld  vengeance  still  my  soul  pursue, 
Death  and  destruction  are  my  due; 
mercy  can  rny  guilt  forgive, 
bid  a  dying  sinner  live. 

v  sacred  word  proclaim 
Ivation  free  in  Jesus"  name? 

bim  I  look,  and  humbly  cry, 
'  tare  a  wretch  condemn'd  to  die?'5 
31.    L.  M. 
I  have  see    hit  way  and  will  heal  him. — Ts.  Ivii.  18. 


£6-  EVANGELICAL    IIY3IN?; 

And  oTrn  before  Jehovah's  throne, 
The  guilt  and  folly  of  my  ways. 
'2  My  heart,  my  lips,  my  life  defil'd, 
A  daring  rebel  I  have  been; 
A  traitor  to  th'  eternal  God, 
A  foe  to  graee,  a  friend  to  sin. 
•8  Alas!  for  I'm  a  wretch  undone! 

The  Lord  Jehovah  marks  my  way; 
Sure  quick  destruction  is  my  doom, 
My  numerous  sins  he'll  now  repay. 

4  "I've  seen  his  ways,"  the  Lord  declares, 

"And  tho'  I  frown,  I'll  heal  his  soul; 
"Then  he  shall  know  that  mercy  spares, 
••And  sweetly  all  his  sins  control. 

5  "I  will  have  mercy,"  saith  the  Lord; 

•  "And  whom  I  choose  I  will  set  free';' 
"I'll  ^ave  the  vilest  of  my  foes," — 
And  then  he  thought  on  sinful  me. 
0  Incarnate  God!  what  wond'rous  love! 
How  rich  thy  mercy,  how  divine! 
How  free  the  great  salvation  flows, 
To  cleanse  such  leprous  souls  as  mine. 

32.     L.  M. 

Human  righteousness  insufficient  to  justify. — Mic. 

vi.  6— 8. 
-\MT HEREWITH,  O  Lord, shall  I  draw  nearV 
TV      Or  bow  myself  before  thy  face! 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear? 

What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  graced 
2  Will  gifts  delight  the  T  ord  most  high'! 
Will  multiplied  oblations  please.' 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favour  buy, 
Or  slaughterd  hecatombs  appease? 


Evangelical  hymns.  _' 

te  assuage  the  wrath  of  God.) 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stair*? 
River*  of  oil,  cr  seas  of  blood, 
Alas!  they  all  must  flow  in  vain, 

4  -Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face; 

3Iy  sole  desert  is  hell  and  wrath) 
aTwere  just  the  sentence  should  take  placjf^ 
But  Oh,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death! 

5  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 

Who  died  fcr  sinners  en  the  tree; 
I  plead  his  righteousness  alone, 
Oh,  put  the  spotless  robe  on  me. 

33.     C.  M,         Brown. 
Works  vain  tu  to  merit. — Alic.  vl.  6-*-8. 
JL  TTOW  shall  I  come  before  the  Len 
JlJL   And  bow  before  his  throne: 
Or  how  procure  his  kind  regard? 
Or  for  my  guilt  atone? 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend]  * 

Will  these  my  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  my  God  my  friend? 

3  Should  thousand  rams  in  flames  expire, 

Would  these  his  favour  buy? 
Or  oil,  that  should,  fur  holy  fire, 
Ten  thousand  streams  supply? 
-i  With  trembling  hands,  and  bleeding  fa 

Should  T  my  offspring  slay;  "'" 

V\  ,  aid  this  a  cheerful  hope  impart. 
Or  purge  my  guilt  away  ! 
3  A!.!  no,  my  soul,  'twere  fruitless  all. 
Such  victims  bleed!  in  vain; 


23  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

6  None  but  a  dying"  Saviour's  blood. 
Can  all  my  guilt  remove; 
This  plead,  my  soul,  before  thy  God,. 
And  sing  redeeming  love. 

34.    L.  M.        Scott.. 
Balm  of  Gilead. — Jer.  viii.  22. 

1  X^TTHY  droops  my  soul  with  grief  opprestl 

V  T      Why  these  wild  tumults  in  my  breast  I 
Is  there  no  balm  to  heal  my  wound? 
No  kind  physician  to  be  found! 

2  Lo!   in  the  gospel's  faithful  lines,. 
Jehovah's  boundless  mercy  shines, 
There,  drest  in  love,  the  Saviour  stands, 
With  bleeding  heart  and  wounded  hands^ 

o  Raise  to  the  cross  thy  weeping  eyes-; 
Behold  the  prince  of  glory  dies; 
He  dies,  extended  on  the  tree, 
Thence  sheds  a  sovereign  balm  for  thee 

4  My  Saviour,  at  thy  feet  ?  lie, 
Here  to  receive  a  cure  or  die! 
But  grace  forbids  that  painful  fear; 
Infinite  grace,  which  triumphs  here/. 

5  Great  God  extract  the  puison'd  dart^ 
Bind  up  and  heal  my  I  cart; 
With  blooming  health  my  face  adorn,. 
And  change  my  gloomy  night  to  morn. 

:35.    P.  31.        Ockum. 
Erccj)t  a  man  be  born  again. — John  iii.  8 
1     A  WAK'D  by  Sinai's  awful  souud, 
J\   My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 

\nd  knew  not  whore  to  go; 
O'erwhelm'd  with  sin.  with  anguish  slain,.' 
•The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
Qr  sink  to  endless  wo. 


.EVANGELICAL    HY3IXS. 

Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  skull  the  gates  of  hell, 

For  death  and  heii  drew  near; 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain1 
"The  sinner  must  be  oorn  again/* 

Still  sounded  in  mine  ear. 

When  to  the  law  I  trembling-  fled,- 
It  pwur'd  its  curses  on  my  head; 

I  no  relief  could  find. 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain;, 
"The  sinner  must  be  bom  again," 

O'erwhelm'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 
Again  did  Sinai's  thunders  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldy  load; 
Alas!  I  read  and  saw  it  plain, 
:,Tl<e  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 
The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  heU,- 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare. 
Yet,  when  I  found  this  truth  remain^ 
"The  sinner  must  be  horn  again," 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair, 
i  Bat  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesiis  i  ;ii  pass'd  that  way,- 

\\id  felt  his  pity  move; 
The  v   his  justice  slain, 

ce,  is  "born  again,''' 

Am:  deeming  love. 

'  To  heav':;  the  joyful  tidings  lieu  , 
The  'd  their  harps  anew, 

•tea  <li<'  raise; 
All  hail!   I  vas  slain, » 

Unnumber' ;    nillio]  in'/* 

VVttl  bhuut  UiiuQ  e&cUes*  prai-  ( 


IvVANOlJLICAL    1TY3CCU. 
36.      C.   M.  IIOSV       I 

Hst  Lc  born  again. — John  ii 

1  DINNER  :,  this  solemn  truth  regard^ 
^  He:a*  all  ye  sons  of  men; 

For  Christ,  the  Saviour,  has  declar'cL 
4iYe  must  be  born  again." 

2  Whatever  might  be  your  birth  or  bloocL 

The  sinner's  boast  is  vain; 
Thus  saith  the  glorious  Son  of  Goda 
e  must  be  born  again." 
3. Our  nature's  totally  deprav'd, 
The  heart  a  sink  of  sin; 
Without  a  change  we  can't  be  saved: 
"Ye  must  be  born  again." 

4  That  which  is  born  of  flesh  is  flcshj 

Afid  ilesli  it  wiJl  remain; 
Then  marvel  not  that  Jesus  saith, 
"Ye  must  be  born  again." 

5  Spirit  of  life,  thy  grace  impart,  . 

And  breathe  on  sinners  slain; 
Bear  witness  Lord,  in  ev'ry  heart- 
That  we  are  born  again. 
§  Dear  Saviour,  let  us  now  begin 
To  trust  and  love  the  word; 
And,  by  forsaking  ev'ry  sin, 
Prove  we  are  born  of  God. 

87.    C.  M.        Hoskins. 
Lamb  of  God.— John  i.  29. 

SINNERS,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God 
Who  takes  away  your  guilt; 
Look  to  the  precious,  priceless  blood, 
That  Jews  and  Gentile3  spilt. 
2  From  heav'n  he  came  to  seek  an$  save. 
Leaving  h$  ble^t  al 


EVANGELIC  At    Hi:iX-.  Si 

To  ransom  us  himself  he  gave; 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

.3  He  came  to. take  the  sinner's  pla.cc,.. 
And  shed  his  precious  blood; 
Let  Adam's  guilty,  ruin'd  race 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 
1  Sinners,  to  Jesus  then  draw  near., 
Invited  by  his  word; 
The  chief  of  sinners  need  not  fear; 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 
5  In  ev'ry  state,  and  time,  and  place, 
Nought  plead  but  Jesus'  blood; 
However  wretched  be  your  case, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 
$  Spirit  of  Grace,  to  us  apply 
jimnanuel's  precious  blood, 
That  we  may,  with  thy  saints  on  high, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

38.     C.  M.         Newton. 
Looking  at  the  Cross. 

1  ¥N  evil,  long  I  took  delight, 
A   Unaw'd  by  shame  and  fear; 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight; 

And  stopp'd  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood, 
Who  fix'd  his  languid  eves  on  me. 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure,  never,  to  my  latest  breath, 

Can  I  forget  that  look; 
It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  dcat^, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt,  and  own'd  the  guili. 

And  p.liyig'd  mc  ;u  despair,*  * 


3£  EVANGELICAL   HYMNS. 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilf. 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 
#  Alas!  I  knew  not  what  I  did, 
But  now  my  tears  are  vain; 
Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid* 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"I  freely  all  forgive; 
"This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid; 
I  die,  that  thou  may'st  live." 

7  With  pleasing  grief,  and  mournful  joy, 

3Iy  spirit  now  is  fhTd; 
That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  I  kill'd. 
29.     C.  31. 
Christ's' sufferings  on  the  cross. 

1  PJlWAS  in  an  hour  when  wrath  prevailed, 

JL     And  pow?rs  of  darkness  rose, 
A  sudden  groan  my  ear  assail'd, 
Expressing  dying  woes. 

2  I  turned,  then  wonder'd  as  I  stood^, 

At  what  mine  eyes  survey'd! 
A  Prince  expiring  in  his  blood, 
And  on  a  cross  display  7d! 

3  I  knew  him,  tho'  his  thorny  crown 

Dimm'd  his  majestic  air; 
Then  I  demanded,  with  a  frown, 
"What  traitor  fix'd  him  there!" 

4  No  answer  to  my  voice  I  heard, 

Nor  could  discern  a  foe; 
When  lo!  his  fainting  head  he  rear'd, 
And  spoke  in  words  of  woe — 

5  "Cease,  wretch,  from  vain  inquiry  rept, 

f'^Iy  cruql  aurd'rer.  see, 


EYANGELJCAL    HYMN'S.  33 

"Thy  sins  have  rent  my  bleeding  breast, 
'•'And  nail'd  me  to  the  tree." 
B  Trembling  I  fell  and  kiss'd  his  wounds, 
And  wip'd  the  gore  away; 
I  saw  him  smooth  his  killing  frowns, 
And  heard  him  gently  say: 
7  "Rise,  Let  thy  heart  its  grief  compose, 
"Thy  Saviour  will  forgive; 
"He  feels  the  burden  of  thy  woes, 
"And  dies  to  bid  thee  live." 

40.    C.  31.         Stenxett. 
Converted  Thief. — Luke  xxiii.  42. 

1  AS  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
J\.  And  wept;  and  bled,  and  died, 
He  pour'd  salvation  on  a  wretch 

That  languish'd  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 

The  penitent  confessed; 
Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  pray'r  address'd. 

3  "Jesus,  thou  Son  and  heir  of  heav'n, 

"Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
"I  see  thee  bath'd  in  sweat  and  tears, 
"And  welt'ring  in  thy   blood: 

4  "Yet  quickly  from  these  scenes  of  woe, 

"In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise; 
"Burst  thro'  the  gloomy  shades  of  death, 
"And  shine  above  the  skies. 

5  "Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 

"Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me; 
"And  in  the  vict'ries  of  thy  death, 
"Let  me  a  sharer  be." 

6  His  pray'r  the  dyinrr  Jesus  hears, 

Apd  instantly  replies, 
c 


34  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS 

"To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
"With  me  in  paradise." 

4\    L.  M.         Hoskins. 

Whereas  I  was  blind,  now  I  see. — John  ix.  25. 

1  T^J  CfW   iet  my  soul  with  wonder  trace 
J-^l     '.  he  Saviour's  miracles  of  grace; 
£*ow  let  my  lips  and  life  record 

The  loving-kindness  of  the  Lord. 

2  Till  late  I  fancied  all  was  well, 
Tho'  walking  in  the  road  to  hell; 
But  now,  thro'  grace,  divinely  free., 
I,  who  was  blind,  am  brought  to  see. 

3  Long  had  I  slept  in  nature's  night, 
But  Jesus  came  and  gave  me  light  i 
Ten  thousand  praises,  Lord,  to  thee, 
That  tho'  born  blind,  yet   now  I  see! 

4  Long  had  I  wrallow'd  in  my  sin; 
Blind  to  the  dangers  I  was  in, 

But  now  appeal,  great  God,  to  thee, 
That  tho'  once  blind,  yet  now  I  see! 

5  Long  did  I  on  the  law  rely, 

And  pass  the  Friend  of  sinners  by;. 
But,  what  a  glorious  mystery! 
Tho'  I  was  blind,  yet  now  I  see! 

6  Strengthen,  O  Lord,  my  mental  sight- 
Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  light; 
Then  shall  J  praise  the  sacred  Three, 
In  time  and  in  eternity. 

42.     C.  31.         Watts. 

The  joy  of  a  remarkable'  Conversion. 

1  "^n^THEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  nam^ 

fr      And  changed  my  mournful  state. 

Jly  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasant  dream, 

The  grace  appcar'd  so  great* 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  3a 

• 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  confess; 
My  tongue  broke  cut  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace, 
o  <kGreat  is  the  work,"  my  neighbors  cried _, 
And  own'd  the  pow'r  divine; 
"Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied,. 
'•And  be  the  glory  thine." 
4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 
(Jan  give  us  day  for  night; 
Make  drops  o4"  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

43*     L.  _M.         Brewer. 
Hiding-Place. — Isaiah  xxxii.  2. 

1  TfXAIL,  sovereign  love,  that  first  begar- 
XjL  The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man! 
llaii,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  an  hiding-place. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky 
I  fought  with  hand  uplifted  high; 
Despis'd  his  rich,  abounding  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  an  hiding-place. 

3  Enwrapp'd  in  thick  Egyptian   night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  nghi  . 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  an  hiding-place. 
-1  But  Urns  th'  eternal  counsel  ran, 
■nighty  love,  arrest  that  man:" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  1  had  no  hiding-place. 
0  Indignant  justice  stood  in  view; 
inai's  fiery  mount  I  dew; 
But  justice  eneef,  with  frowning  i 
••'I'iiij  mountain  ja  no  hidin£-plac •■■_ 


]Q  EVANGELICAL    IIV3INS. 

i  Ere  long  a  heav'nly  voice  I  he 
And  mercy's  angel  form  appeard; 
She  led  me  on  with  gentle  pace, 
To  Jesus  as  my  hiding-place. 
f  On  him  Almighty  vengancc  fell, 
That  must  have  sunk  a  world  to  hell; 
He  bore  it  for  our  sinful  race, 
And  thus  became  our  hidiug-place. 
I  Should  storms  of  thund'ring  vengeance  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole; 
No  flaming  bolt  shall  daunt  my  face. 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding-place. 
}.  A  few  more  rolling  suns  at  most 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  coast; 
Where  I  shall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
And  see  my  glorious  hiding-place. 
44.    €.  M.        Medley. 
The  Birth*/  Christ.— Luke  ii.  14. 
1   TVTORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
1*X   And  chaunt  the  solemn  lay; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine, 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 
if  In  heavm  the  rapturous  song  began, 
While  sweet  seraphic  fire, 
Thro*  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  tun'd  the  golden  lyre. 
£  Swift  thro'  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  rolld: 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new— 
'Twas  more  than  heav'n  could 
L  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  sky 
Th'  impetuous  torrent  i 
And  angels  dew  with  eager  j 
To  bear  an. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMN'S.  C 

0  Hark!  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

nd  glory  leads  the  song: 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Tir  harmonious,  heav'nly  throng". 

45.    €.  M.        Watts. 
Angels'  Song-. — Luke  ii.  8 — 14. 

1  "SHEPHERDS,  rejoice;  lift  up  your  eye 

V^  ':And  send  your  fears  away; 

from  the  region  of  the  skies — 
;dvation*s  born  tc-d. 

2  "Jesus,  the  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

"Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you. 
'•To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here-, 
l-But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  kkXo  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  ban 3^-, 

fcw^Sor  royal  shining  things; 
"A  manger  for  his  cradle  Stands, 
"And  holds  the  King  of  kings! 

>,  shepherds,  where  the  Infant  lies* 
"And  see  his  humble  throne; 
"W\th  tears  of  joy  in  ail  y^ur  eyes, 
rds,  kiss  the  son/'' 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang — and  straight  around 

I  he  hcaf'uly  armies  throng: 
They  time  their  harps  to  lofty  sou  . 
nd  tuns  conclude  — 

6  "Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  al 

"Lei  peace  surrc 

Mortals  shall  /s  l0ve, 

Lh.eir  Redeemei 

46.         U. 

1  fTARK!— t  e 


38  EVANGELICAL   IIYM 

Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild. 
God  and  sinners  reconcil'd." 

2  -Mild ,  he  lays  his  glory  by; 
Born,  that  man  no  mure  may  die: 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 

Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies. 

3  "Glory  to  the  new-born  King" — 
Let  us  all  the  anthem  sing — 
"Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 

.     God  and  sinners  reconcil'd." 
Repeat. 

47.     P.  M.         Hi 

Star  in  the  East. 

1  "EjT  ML,  thou  blest  morn,  when  the  great 
JT73_     Mediator 

the  regions  of  glory  descend; 
Shi  p]  erdfc,  go  visit  the  babe  in  the  manger, 
|         Lo:  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend. 

C  RORU8. 

JBrigltiest  and  best  nf  the  sons  ojf  the  morning, 
JDcwnon  our  darkness  and  lend  lis  thine  aid; 

Star  in  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning', 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold    was   his   cradle,   the   dew-drops   were 

uing; 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall; 
Angels  adore  him  iu  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

Bright  est  and  test.  cVc. 
J 
B  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in   costly  devotion, 

Odours  from  Edom,  and  .  Lvine? 

Gems    of  the    mountain,    and  pearls    of  the- 
ocean, 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  39 

->Iyrrh  from  the  forest  and  gold  from  the 
mine? 

Brightest  and  best,  <£•£. 
Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly,  with  gifts,  would  his  favour  secure; 
Tlicher,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 
Brightest  and  best,  6,-c. 

4-.     L.  _M.         Medley. 

Christ  the  Root  aid  Offspring  of  David. — Rev, 
xxii.  16. 

1  A  LL  hail,  thou  great  Immanuel! 
J\.  Thy  love,  thy  glory,  who  can  tell? 
Angels,  and  all  the  heav'nly  host, 
Are  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

2  Among  a  thousand  forms  of  love, 

In  which  he  shines  and  smiles  above, 
This  with  peculiar  joy  we  view, 
He's  David's  root  and  offspring  too. 

3  There  Jesus,  in  the  glorious  plan. 
Shines,  the  great  God,  the  wond'rous  manl 
As  God,  the  root  of  all  our  bliss, 

As  man,  the  branch  of  righteousness. 

4  All  hail,  thou  dear  redeeming  Lord! 
All  hail,  thou  co-essential  word! 

All  hail,  thou  root  and  branch  divine! 
All  hail,  and  be  the  glory  thine! 

49.     L.  M.         Watts. 

God  tJir  Son  equal  with  the  Father. 
1  T>RTGTTT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God' 
.13   Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  feet; 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thoaght, 

\nd  worship  at  thine  awful  I 


40  EVANGELICAL   IH^IX?. 

2  A  thousand  seraphs,  strong"  and  bright, 

Bland  round  the  glorious  Deity; 

But  who  amongst  the  sons  of  light. 

Pretends  comparison  with  thee! 

3  Yet  tnere  is  one  of  human  frame, 

Jesus  arrayd  in  ilesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
V  full  equality  with  God. 

4  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams, 

Their  essence  is  forever  one, 
Tho'  they  are  known  by  diff'jent  names. 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

5  Then  let  the  nar^.e  of  Christ  our  King 

With  equal  honors  be  ador'd; 
His  praise  let  ev'ry  angel  sing, 
And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 

50.    L.  31.        Watts. 

The  Deity  and  humanity  of  Christ. — John  i.  I, 
:  ,  18,  ard  Col.  1.   16,  and  Rph.  iii.  9,  10. 

I"7\ RE  1 1  e  blue  heav'ns  were  stretcl/d  abroad, 
-i   From  everlasting  was  the  word! 
With  Cod  he  was;  the  word  was  Gcd, 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 

2  By  his  own  pow*r  were  all  things  made^. 

By  him  supported  all  things  stand; 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 

Re  led  the  host  of  morning  stars; 
(His  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  his  years]) 

4  But  (o!  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms, 

Ta.e  Word  descends,  and  dwells  in  ciay. 


averse  bold  with  wc  I 

:.ow  full  of  gnce) 
..  thro*  his  eve-  ead  sitone* 

Lsrels  leave  their  high  abode, 

. .  ■  I 
el! 

51.     L.  M. 

G:.'  «  me. 
— and  on  Olive's  brow, 
:  m'd  that  lately  thorn  r 
i  -i._    I — m  the  garden  ■ 

Baiium  prays  alone. 
—      1  fix m  all  remoT?d, 
T.acuei  wrestles  'lone,  with  ft  - .   - 
E'en  the  discip:  .or'd 

! 
-  •    . 

man  of  soi 

I 

-  — 

I 

sweetly  *  ,~c<. 

.      UP.  M. 

O  divine,  wl 

- 


42  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Th'  incarnate  God  for  me  hath  died, 
The  Lord,  my  love,  was  crucified. 

2  Sinners,  behold,  as  ye  pass  by, 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peaces 
Come  sinners,  see  your  Saviour  die, 

And  say,  was  ever  grief  like  his] 
Come,  feel  with  me  his  blood  apply'd. 
The  Lord,  my  love,  was  crucified: 

3  Is  crucified  for  you  and  me, 

To  bring  us,  rebels,  back  to  God; 
Salvation  now  for  us  is  free; 

His  church  is  purchas'd  with  his  blood; 
Pardon  and  life  flow  from  his  side; 
The  Lord,  my  love  is  crucified. 

4  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 

And  gla  lly  catch  the  healing  stream; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  dross, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him; 
Of  nothing  speak,  or  think  beside, 
The  Lord,  my  love  was  crucified. 

53.    C.  M.        Stennett. 

1  1R7"ONDER — amazing  sight — I  see 

-£.     Tli'  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  the  purple  torrent  run 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head: 
The  crimson  tide  puts  out  the  sun; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  sky, 

Proclaim  the  truth  aloud; 
And  with  th'  amaz'd  centurion,  err, 
"This  is  the  Son  of  God,,; 


EVANGELICAL    IIYVXS.  43 

1  So  great;  so  vast  a  sacrifice 
May  well  my  ;iope  revive; 
If  Go  on  thus  i-leeds  and  dies%- 

The  sinner  sure  may  live. 

54.    8,  7,  4.         F. 
//  is  finished. — John  xix.  SO. 
1  TTTAI1K!   the  voice  of  love  and  mere}* 
-H-JL    Bounds  aloud  ary; 

the  rocAS  asunder — 
es  t:..e  earth  a'id  veils  the  sky< 
d!" 
Hear  the  Saviour — dying — cry. 

ed! — Oh,  what  pleasure 
Do  these  precious  words  afford! 
Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure. 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord; 
It  is  finish^!— 
its,  the  dying  words  record. 
: — ail  the  types  and  shadows 
Of  t.iC  ceremonial  law; 
tisb'd — all  that  God  bath  promis'd; 
i  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe; 
5nish'd£- 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comforts  draw; 

1  'I  nno  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, — 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
arth.  and  all  in  heaven, 

is  name: 
;ielujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb! 

56,     L.  m.         Watts. 
Dyi    - 

1  TT_TF  dies! — tl  e  Friend  ol  iiesd 

X  3 


44  EVANGELICAL    HYMXS. 

A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  grounds 

2  Come,  saints  and  drop  a  tear  or  t\vo, 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  loa 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you — 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degrec-*- 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men! 
But  lo!  what  sudden  joys  we  see! 
Jesus,  the  dead — revives  again! 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb! 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies! 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies^! 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  cur  great  Deliv'rer  reigns; 
Sing,  how  he  spoil 'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  lead  the  tyrant,  death — in  chains.. 

0  Say,  "Live  forever  glorious  King, 

"Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save!'" 

Then  ask — "O  death,  where  is  thy  sting.1 

And  where  thy  victory,  boasting  grave ' 

56.     7s.  Collyer. 

1  PTTVO  the  cross  where  Jesus  dies, 

JL     Where  my  Lord  resigns  his  breath:. 
Where  airlictiou  veils  his  e/es, 

Swimming  in  the  tears  of  deatli; 
Thither  bringing  all  my  guilt, 

From  avenging  wrath  I  flee. 
To  the  blood  of  sprinkling  spilt — 

Spilt  to  set  the  sinner  free. 

2  'Mid  convulsive  agonie9, 

iyc?.ce  his  quivering  lips  imparl;  *' 
-Pardon  seaiM  by  broken  Ng> 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS,  45 

Issuing  from  a  bursting  heart; 
Let  n:e  feel  this  healing  power, 

Let  this  harden'd  heart  of  stone 
?rlelt  beneath  the  purple  shower, 
.     From  his  body  trickling  down. 
On  those  temples,  crown'd  with  thorns^ 

Suff'ring  majesty  appears; 
Love  that  dying  face  adorns, 

Stain'd  with  blood  and  soil'd  with  tears: 
Pierce  the  shadows  of  the  heart, 

With  the  lightening  of  that  eye; 
♦Smiles  of  peace  to  me  impart, 
*  me  feel,  or  I  must  die! 

57.       P.  31. 

Crucifixion. 

SAW  ye  my  Saviour,  saw  ye  my  Saviour, 
ye  my  Saviour  and  God? 
He  died  on  Calvery,  to  atone  for  you  and  me, 

And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 
He  was  extended,  he  was  extended, 

Shamefully  nail'd  to  the  cross; 
He  bow'd   his  head  and  died:  thus  my  Lord 
was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 
Jesus  hung  bleeding,  Jesus  hung  bleeding, 

"\  hree  dreadful  hours  in  pain, 
The  sun  refused  to  shine,  when  the  Majesty 
Divine, 
Was  derided,  insulted,  and  slain. 
Darkness  prevailed,  darkness  prevailed, 

Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land; 
The  Bolid  n»cks  were  rent,  and  ail  nature  di4 

W  lieu  the  Jews  crucified  tfee  God  M 


4t>  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

5  When  it  was  it  was  iinish'd, 

\i  fj  tl  e  atonement  was  mai 
He   was  taken  by  the  great,  and  embalm*^ 
in  spices  sweet, 
And  was  in  a  new  sepulchre  laid. 

6  Hail,  mighty  .saviour!  hail,  mighty  Saviour 

aithor  and  Prince  of  all  Peace! 
He  burst  the  bars  of  death,  and  triumphan 
from  the  earth 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

7  There  interceding,  there  interceding, 

i  leauing  that  sinners  might  live; 
Sayii.g,  "Father,  I  have  died,  here  beholc 
my  hands  and  side, 
To  redeem  them,  I  pray  thee  forgive.* ' 

8  "I  will  forgive  them,  I  will  forgive  them, 

V.  hen  ti.ey  repent  and  believe; 
Let  them  now  return  to  thee,  and  be  recon 
cil'd  to  me, 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive.'' 

58.     ?s.         Gibbons. 
Resurrection. 

1  A  NGELS!  roll  the  rock  away! 

jljL   Death!  yield  up  the  mighty  prey; 
See!   he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom ^ 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour!  angels,  raise 
fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise! 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes! 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise, 

In  long  triumph,  up  the  sky— 
Vj)  to  waiting  worlds  on  high.. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  4 

4  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs! 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres! 
Shout,  0  earth,  in  rapt'rous  song! 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong! 

59.     C.  If, 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed. — Luke  xxiv.  34. 

1  T>i^HOLD  my  Saviour  and  my  King! 
JO   From  death's  dominion  freed; 
Break  out  my  voice  and  joyful  sing, 

"The  Lord  is  risen  indeed!" 

2  He  spoil'd  the  power  of  sin  and  hell; 

And  though  he  once  did  bleed, 
Now,  O  my  soul!  exulting  tell, 
"The  Lord  is  risen  indeed!" 

3  For  men,  thro'  sin,  condemn'd  to  die, 

Tn  heav'n  he  lives  to  plead: 
Then  raise  your  songs  of  triumph  high, 
"  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed!" 

4  Trust  him,  my  soul,  nor  doubt  his  grace, 

For  thee  he'll  intercede, 
\ii.l  siijo-  to  his  exalted  praise^ 
"The  Lord  is  risen  indeed!" 

60.      C.    M.  COLLYER. 

Luke  xxiv.  90,  51. 

1   TT  is  the  voice  of  love  divine, 
X   That  strikes  the  list'ning  ear, 
That  soothes  his  mourning  follower's  grief, 
And  wipes  the  falling  terr: 
J  "Because  I  leave  this  world" — he  cries. 
:r  weeping  eyes  o'erflow; 
But  tho'  I  seek  my  native  skies, 
My  heart  remains  below." 
3  "My  Spirit  shall  descend,  and  rest 
Upon  each  faithful  head; 


48  EVANGELICAL  -imiNS;. 

Till  I,  your  Lord-,  return  to  call 
My  servants  from  the  dead." 

4  He  said — and  lifting  up  his  hands, 

Pronounced  his  parting  prayer; 
When  lo,  a  bright  descending  cloud 
Convey'd  him  thro'  the  air. 

5  With  solemn  awe  his  followers  vievAl 

The  splendor  of  the  scene, 
While  the  unfolding  gates  of  light 
ReceivM  the  Saviour  in. 
G.  Burning  with  holy  zeal,  they  spread, 
Thro'  distant  lands,  his  word; 
And  we,  like  them,  with  faith  and  joy 
Expect  our  risen  Lord. 

61.     L.  M.         Steele. 
I.itcrcessor. — Heb.  vii.  25. 

1  TLIK  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives; 
JOL  What  joy  the  bless'd  assurance  give** 
And  now  before  his  Father  God, 

Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood.   • 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears; 
But  in  the  -Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts! 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  pow'rlul  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  satan  join  their  pow*r; 
Let  tliis  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jeslis  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  \dvocate,  Almighty  Friend! 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend! 


EVANGELICAL  HYMNS.  4£ 

Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads  and  must  prevail. 

62.     C.  M.         Duncan. 

Coronation. — Cant.  iii.  11. 

1  A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 
jl\.  Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem. 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God,- 

Who  from  his  a' tar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line. 

Whom  David,  Lord  did  call; 

The  God  incarnate!  Man  Divine! 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransom'd  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  ail. 
*  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet,. 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

0  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

63.     7s.  Montgomery. 

Rev.  xiv.  2,  8. 

1  TTARK!  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
-1-JL   Loud  as  mighty  thunders  ro^n , 
C*r  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

t  p  it  breaks  upon  the  .fhoro— 


50  EVANGELICAL    11131X3. 

]Iallelujah!  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign; 
Hallelujah!  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 
fci  Hallelujah!  hark!  the  sound, 

From  the  depth  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies: — 
See  Jehovah's  banner  fuii'd, 

Sheath 'd  his  sword:  he  speaks:  'tis  done 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 
«3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway: 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heav'ns  have  pass'd  away: — 
Then  the  end; — beneath  his  rod, 

3iarrs  last  enemy  shall  fall; 
Hallelujah!  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  alU 

64.    L.  M.        Needham. 

Messiah. — Gen.  xlix.  10.  Dan.  ix.  26.  Hag.  ii.  9. 

I  LORY  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 


1  /^ILO] 


'ho  dwells  in  light,  whose  name  is  love: 
Ye  saints  and  angels,  if  ye  can, 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man! 

2  Q,  what  can  more  his  love  commend, 
Than  his  dear  only  Son  to  send? 

That  man,  condemned  to  die,  might  live* 
And  God  be  glorious  to  forgive! 

3  We  see  the  prophecies  fulfill'd 

In  Jesus,  that  most  wond'rous  child: 
His  birth,  his  life,  his  death,  combine 
*!£g.  prove  his  character  d.ivyie. 


EVANGELICAL    HY:       [  51 

±  Jesus,  thy  gospel  firmly  stands, 
A  blessing  to  these  favour'd  lands; 
Xo  infidel  shall  be  our  dread, 
Since  thou  art  risen  from  the  dead,. 
65.     C.  M.         Newton. 
Atonement  and  Scuictification. 

GOD'S  sovereign  grace  has  found  the  mea^, 
Which  shall  effectual  prove, 
To  cleanse  us  from  our  countless  sins, 
And  teach  our  hearts  to  love. 

2  Jesus  for  us  a  ransom  paid, 

And  died  that  we  might  live; 
His  blood  a  full  atonement  made, 
And  cried  aloud,  forgive. 

3  Yet  one  thing  more  must  grace  provide, 

To  bring  us  home  to  God; 
Or  we  shall  slight  the  Lord  who  died, 
And  trample  on  his  blood.  r. 

4  The  Holy  Spirit  must  reveal 

The  Saviour's  work  and  worth: 
Then  the  hard  heart  begins  to  feel 
A  new  and  heav'nly  birth. 

5  Thus  bought  with  blood,  and  boj;n  again^ 

Rede  em 'd  and  sav'd  by  grace; 
Rebels,  in  God's  own  house,  obtain 
A  son's  and  daughter's  place. 

66.    C.  3L 
Complete  Sahaiion. — Psalm  xxxv.  3. 
1  ^JALYATION  thru'  my  dying  God  ' 
►3  Is  fiuish'd  and  complete* 
He  paid  whate'er  his  people  ow'd, 
And  cancell'd  all  their  debt.      f 

Salvation!  O  melodious  sound 
To  wretched,  dying  inerr! 


52  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Salvation  that  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again. 

3  Salvation  now  shall  be  my  stay; 

"A  sinner  sav'd,"  I'll  cry; 
Then  gladly  quit  this  mortal  clay, 
For  better  joys  on  high. 

4  Salvation  to  sweet  harps  of  gold, 

My  raptur'd  soul  shall  sing, 
And  strike,  while  endless  ages  roll, 
The  ever  tuneful  string. 
67.      8s. 
God  is  my  Salvation. — Jonah  ii.  9„ 

1  CJALVATION,  how  precious  the  sound, 
►3  To  sinners  who  see  themselves  lost; 
To  Jesus  their  praises  redound, 

In  Jesus  they  triumph  and  boast, 

2  Salvation  is  finish'd  and  done, 

Salvation  is  sov'reign  and  freej 
Salvation  by  God's  equal  Son, 
My  joy  and  rejoicing  shall  be, 

3  Salvation  is  only  of  God, 

To  him  all  the  praises  are  due; 
Ye  saints,  spread  his  honours  abroad. 
Who  finish'd  salvation  for  you. 

4  Soon  si  aU  we  behold  him  above, 

Forever  to  sound  his  dear  name; 

To  sing  ti»e  sweet  song  of  his  love, 

Salvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

68.     P.  M.        Godwin. 
Christ  Crucified. — John  xix.  30. 
1.  TS  this* my  Jesus,  this  my  God, 

A   Whose  body,  ail  o'er  stain'd  with  bloofi.. 
Hangs  ou  th'  accur.ed  tree; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  53 

Who  bows  his  head  oppress'd  with  pain; 
But  'midst  it  all  doth  not  complain? 
Yes,  O  my  soul,  'tis  he! 

2  Is  this  my  Saviour,  this  my  Lord, 
Whose  feet  and  hands  with  nails  are  bor'd, 

And  fasten'd  to  the  tree; 
Whose  sacred  head  with  thorns  is  crown'd. 
Whose  pierced  side  receives  the  wound i 

Yes,  O  my  soul,  'tis  he! 

3  Is  this  my  bleeding  sacrifice, 

Who  bows  his  head,  and  calmly  dies, 

High  lifted  on  the  tree; 
Unknown  by  Gentiles,  scoff 'd  by  Jews, 
Whom  almost  all  mankind  refuse? 

Yes,  O  my  soul,  'tis  he! 

4  And  shall  rny  soul  again  forget 
His  love  so  free,  immensely  great* 

Oh! — never  let  it  be! 
But  let. me  always  see  the  Lamb, 
And  truly  praise  his  gracious  name 

To  all  eternity! 

69.    8,  7.        Robinson. 
Sitting  at  Jcsvs''  feet. 

1  ^JWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing. 
^  Which  before  the  cross!  spend; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend: 
Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  111  bathe: 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 

Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station — 

Low  before  his  cross  I'll  lie, 
While  T  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  ej  &t 


u4  EVANGELICAL    nTM^Sj 

Here  I'll  sit — forever  viewing" 

Mercy  streaming  in  his  blood: 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 

Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  Gocf. 

70,    C.  M.        Cowper. 

The  fountain  of  ChrisCs  Blood. — 1  John  i.  ?* 

1  fTlHERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood7 

JL     Drawn  from  Emmanuers  veins? 
And  sinners  washed  in  that  flood, 
Los    all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  Hying  thief  rejoic'd  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  her 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blooci 

Shall  never  lose  its  pow'r, 
Till  ail  the  ransom 'd  church  of  God 

Be  sav'd  to  sin  no  more. 
4-  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme* 

And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  pow'r  to  save; 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue^ 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

6  "Forever  his  dear  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue. 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  ev'ry  song." 

71.    C.  31.        Newton. 
Faith-s  Review  and  Expectation. 
MAZING  grace!  (how  sweet  the  soundj 
"hat  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me! 


*A*£ 


EVANGELICAL   BYXR8.  01* 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  rcliev'd; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believ'd! 

3  Thro?  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come; 
'Tis  grace  that  brought  me  safe  thus  fas-. 
And  grace  will  lead  mo  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

0  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fair 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease; 
I -shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 
6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow,. 
The  sun  forbear  to  shine; 
But  God  who  caliM  me  here  below, 
Will  be  forever  mine. 

72.    L.  M.        B , 

Friend  of  Sinners. — Luke  vii.  31, 

1  T ESUS,  th'  incarnate  God  of  love, 
CF     Rules  all  the  shining  worlds  above; 
And  tho'  his  name  the  heav  ns  transcend 
Yet  he  is  still  the  tinner's  fru  ml. 

2  Before  the  rolling  skies  were  made> 
Or  nature's  deep  foundations  laid, 
He  saw  our  fall,  and  did  intend 

To  shew  himself  the  sinner's  friend, 
hold,  the  condescending 


UO  EVANGELICAL    HYHT9S. 

To  our  mean  world  see  him  descend, 
And  groan  and  die  the  sinner's  friend 

4  When  the  appointed  hour  was  come. 
He  burst  the  barriers  of  the  tomb; 
Then  to  the  skies  he  did  ascend, 

W  here  still  he  lives  the  sinner's  friend 

5  1  e  mourning'  souls,  to  Jesus  come — 
Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room; 

To  his  dear  hands  your  cause  commend, 
Who  only  is  the  sinner's  friend. 

73.     L.  M.         Newton. 
Is  this  thy  kindness  to  thy  friend? — 2  Sam.  xvi.  17. 

1  XJOOR,  weak,  and  worthless  though  I  am, 
A      I  have  a  rich  almighty  friend; 

Jesus,  the    "aviour,  is  his  name; 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

2  He  ransom'd  me  from  hell  with  blood, 

And  by  his  power  my  foes  controlled; 
He  found  me,  wand'ring  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chosen  fold. 
5  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  wants  supplies, 
And  says  that  T  shall  shortly  be 
Enthron'd  with  him  above  the  skies; 
Kj,  what  a  friend  is  Christ  to  me! 
4  But  ah!  my  inmost  spirit  mourns, 

And  well  my  eyes  with  tears  may  swim, 
To  think  of  my  perverse  returns; 
I've  been  a  faithless  friend  to  him. 
7>  Often  my  gracious  friend  I  grieve, 
Neglect,  distrust,  and  disobey; 
And  often  Hatarrs  lies  believe, 
Sooner  than  what  my  friend  can  s 
.£  He  bids  me  always  freely  come, 
And  promises  whate'er  I  ask; 


EVANGELTCAL    HYMNS.  O  i 

But  I  am  straitened,  cold  and  dumb. 

And  count  my  privilege  a  task. 

7  Before  the  world,  that  hates  his  cause, 

My    treach'rous   heart  has  throbb'd   with 
shame, 
Loth  to  forego  the  world's  applause, 
I  hardly  dare  avow  his  name. 

S  Sure,  were  not  I  most  vile  and  base, 
I  could  not  thus  my  friend  requite; 
And  were  not  he  the  God  of  grace. 

He'd  frown  and  spurn  me  from  his  sight. 
74.     7s.        C.  Wesley. 

Refuge  from  the  storm. — Deut.  xxxii.  27. 

1  TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Cr     Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly; 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll. 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide; 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee. 
Leave,  ah!  leave  me  not  alone — 

Still  support  and  comfort  me! 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd: 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  brings 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  T  want; 

Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find; 

6  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blini. 
it  and  holy  is  thy  na; 

1  am  all  unrighteousness; 


8*8'  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS, 

Tile  and  full  of  sin  I  am — 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
i  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found-— 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound; 

Let  me  feel  them  flow  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart-—? 

Rise  to  all  eternity! 

75.     11&.        Bennett. 

-I&ad  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  ¥. 
Psalm  lxi.  2. 

C^ONVINC'D  as  a  sinner,  to  Jesus  I  come, 
I  Inform'd  by  the  gospel  for  such  there  i§ 
room; 
O'erwhelmed  with  sorrow  for  sin  will  I  cry, 
Lead  me  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  l! 

2  When  tempted  by  satan  my  Saviour  to  leave, 
Who  sets  forth  religion  as  meant  to  deceive, 
I'll  claim  my  relation  to  Jesus  on  high — 
The  rock  of  salvation  that's  higher  than  I! 

3  When  God  from  my  soul  shall  his  presence 

remove, 
To  try  by  his  absence  the  strength  of  my  love? 
I'll  rest  on  the  promise  of  Jesus,  and  try 
The  force  of  that  rock  which  is  higher  than  i! 

4  When  sorely  afflicted,  and  ready  to  faint, 
Before  my  Redeemer  I'll  spread  my  complain tr 
'Midst  storms  and  distresses  my  soul  shall  rely- 
On  Jesus,  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  P. 

5  When  weak  and  encompass'd  with  number5 

less  foes, 
.Attempting  my  happiness  here  to  oppose- 


EVANGELICAL    HY^rVS.  tW 

I'll  look  to  the  Saviour  of  sinners,  and  cry, 
Lead  me  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  l! 
6  When  I  my  poor  feelings  with  others  com  pare*. 
And  learn  from  reflection  what  mercies  I  share! 
My  backsliding  heart  is  constrained  to  reply. 
Lead  me  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I! 
?  When  judgments,  O  Lord,  are  abroad  in  th* 

land, 
And  merited  vengeance  descends  from  thy  handi 
O'erwhelm'd  with  the  sight,  for  protection  VQ 

fly 
And  hide  in  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  II 

8  When  summon'd  by  death  before  God  to  ap*. 

pear,  t 

Thy  free  grace  supporting,  I'll   yield  without 

fear! 
?.lost  gladly  I'll  venture  with  Jesus  on  high, 
To  enter  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I! 

9  'Tis  there,  with  the  chosen  of  Jesus,  I  long; 
To  dwell,  and  eternally  join  in  the  song 

Of  praising  and  blessing,  with  angels  on  highj 
Christ  Jesus,  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I'  *• 

76.     lis.         Kennedy, 

Precious  Promises. — Tsa.  xli.  10.  2  Peter  i.  4. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  hope  in  his  excellent  wordr. 
What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath  said  * 
You,  who  unto  Tesus  for  refuge  have  fled. 
2  In  ev'ry  condition,  in  sickness,  in  healthy 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth; 
At  bome  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea; 
As  thy  days  may  demand;  shall  thy  sticn-lh  ev- 
er be,  * 


60  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

3  ccFcar  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay  *d , 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  path-way  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee — I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 
C  E'en  down  to  old  age,  allcny  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like   lambs  they   shall  still  in   my  bosom  be 

borne. 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  cannot,  desert  to  his  foes; 
That  soul,  tho'  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake^ 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake." 

77.    L.  M.        E . 

Treasure. — Prov.  xxi.  20. 

1  TESUS  is  all  I  wish  or  want; 

*J     For  him  I  pray,  I  thirst,  I  f>ant^, 
Let  others  after  earth  aspire; 
Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire. 

2  Possess'd  of  him,  I  wish  no  more; 
He  is  an  all  sufficient  store; 

To  praise  him  all  my  pow'rs  conspire; 
Christ  is  the  treasure  )  desire. 

3  If  he  his  smiling  face  but  l  i<le, 
My  soul  no  comfort  has  beside; 


LV ANGELICAL    HT1CR9.  61 

Distressed  I  after  him  inquire; 
Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire. 
4  Come,  humble  souls,  and  view  his  charms^ 
Take  refuge  in  his  saving  arms; 
And  sing-,  while  you  his  worth  admire, 
Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire. 

78.    L.  _M.        CsarHicg. 

Christ  the  Way  to  the  Heavenly  Canaan. — John 
xiv.  6. 

1  lTESUSj  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone; 

Cr     He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment. 
1  he  king's  highway  of  holiiv 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mcurmd  because  I  found  it  not 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  pou  i\ 
I  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  the  more; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"Come  hither  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

.3  Lo!  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  La^.>.    * 
lit  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am; 
'  ing  but  sin  I  thee  can  gi\cf 
Mng  but  Igvc  shall   I  receive. 
6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
;  aviour  I  have  fuuud; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  11 
Aad  say,  "Behold  the  way  to 


Qjfil  EVANGELICAL    HYH3& 

79.    L.  M. 

The  Good  old  Way.—Jer.  vi.  1(5. 

1  TN&UIRING  souls,  who  long  to  fnicl 
Jl    l/ardon  of  sin  and  peace  of  mind. 
Attend  the  voice  of  God  to-day, 
Who  bids  you  seek  the  good  old  way. 

2  The  righteousness,  th'  atoning  blood 
Of  Jesus,  is  the  way  to  God; 

O,  may  you  then  no  longer  stay, 

But  walk  in  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 

3  The  prophets,  and  apostles  too, 
Pursu'd  this  path  while  here  below; 
Then  let  not  fear  your  soul  dismay, 
But  come  to  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 

4  With  cautious  zeal  and  holy  care, 
In  this  dear  way  I'll  persevere; 
Nor  doubt  to  meet,  another  day, 
Where  Jesus  is,  the  good  old  way. 

80.     L.  M.         Gregg. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ. — Mark  viii.  38. 

1  TESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

*3    A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon, 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  morning  star!  bid  darkness  flee 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend! 


EVANGELICAL   HYMN'S.  #3 

No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame. 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  Yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave^ 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  ?Till  then — nor  is  my  boastiDg  vain— 
"Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  J 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me. 
81.     C  II;         Fellows. 
ffot  ashamed  of  Jesus. — Rom.  i.  16.  2  Tim.  i.  12- 

1  T^EAR  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  love 
JLr    Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile? 

Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  smile? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  eudur'd. 

And  suffered  all  my  shame? 

And  shall  I  be  asham'd,  O  Lord, 

To  own  thy  precious  name! 

3  No,  Lord,  I'm  not  asham'd  of  thee. 

Nor  of  thy  cause  on  earth! 

O  do  not  be  asham'd  of  me, 

When  I  resign  my  breath. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield,  be  thou  my  sun; 

O  guide  me  all  my  days; 
And  let  my  feet  with  joy  run  on 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

82,    C.  M.        Watts. 
Holy  fortitude. — 1  Cor.  xvi.  IS 
1     AM  la  soldier  of  the  cross, 
x\.  A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
■\nd  bha.ll  I  fear  to  own  his  causa 
Or  Musfa  to  speak  Uis  JianH: 


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t>4  EVANGELICAL   HYX2C& 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  saiPd  through  bloody  seas! 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face; 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood! 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die: 
They  see  the  triumpn  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise. 

And  all  thine  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies. 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

83.    8,  7,  4.        Robinson 
Guide. — Psalm  xlviii.  14. 

1  ^i  UIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 
^JT  Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land; 

I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty — 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand; 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  'till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow. 
Let  the  fiery  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  thro'; 
Strorg  deliv'rer! 
Be  tfeou  st^J  my  strength  and  shield 


EVANGELICAL    HTHNS.  65 

3  Feed  me  with  the. heavenly  manna? 

In  this  barren  wilderness; 
Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner — 

Be  my  robe  of  righteousness; 
Fight  and  conquer 
All  my  foes  by  sov'reign  grace. 

4  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan. 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Foe  to  death  and  hell's  destruction, 

Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 
Songs  of  praises 
1  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

-J.     8s.        Maxwell. 
Riches  of  Cfuist, — Eph.  iii.  8, 

1  TTTOW  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth! 

IJL  How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare] 
O  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 
Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are! 

2  His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 
How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace; 
O  no!  'tis  a  myst'ry  unknown. 

3  In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 

Forever  transcendently  shines; 
The  Father's  anointed  he  stood 
To  finish  his  glorious  designs. 

4  Tho'  once  he  was  nail'd  to  the  cross, 

\  ile  rebels  like  ine  to  set  free, 
His  glory  sustained  no  loss; 
Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  be. 

5  O  sinners,  believe  and  adore 

The  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeemt 
No  creature  can  c\n-  ex 

The  treasures  of  goodmtw  in  him 

£ 


66  EVANGELICAL    RTKl  I 

6  He  riches  has  ever  in  store; 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste; 
Here's  pardon— here's  grace,  yea,  and  more, 
Here's  glory  eternal  at  last. 

85.     L.  M.         Watts. 
The  wonderful  hve  of  Christ. 

1  /^OME,  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind 
V^'  Harden'd  to  stone,  or  froze  to  icel 
I  see  the  blessed  fair  one  bend, 

And  stoop  to  embrace  me  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh!   'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock, 

And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move, 
That  those  sweet  lips,  that  heav'nly  look? 
Should  seek  and  wish  a  mortal  love! 

3  I  was  a  traitor  doom'd  to  fire, 

Bound  to  sustain  eternal  pains; 
He  flew  on  wings  of  strong  desire, 

Assum'd  my  guilt,  and  took  my  chains 

4  Infinite  grace!  almighty  charms! 

Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  skies! 
Jesus  the  God  extends  his  arms, 
Hangs  on  a  cross  of  love  ajid  dies, 

5  Did  pity  ever  stoop  so  low, 

Dress'd  in  divinity  and  blood] 
Was  ever  rebel  courted  so, 

In  groans  of  an  expiring  God? 
C  Again  he  lives,  and  spreads  his  hands, 

Hands  that  were  nail'd  to  torturing  smart: 
"By  these  dear  wounds,"  saith  he;  and  stands. 

And  prays  to  clasp  me  to  his  heart. 

7  Sure  I  must  love;  or  are  my  ears 

Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  passions  move; 
Lord!  melt  this  stubborn  heart  to  tears: 
This  heart  shall  yield  to  death  or  love 


F.V ANGELICAL    HYMXs.  67 

86.    8s.  Swain. 

Redeeming  Love. — Zech.  xii.  10.  John  xix.  37, 

1  XITHEN  on  my  beloved  I  gaze, 

T  ▼      So  dazzling  his  beauties  appear; 
His  charms  so  transcendentiy  blaze, 
.     The  sight  is  too  melting  to  bear! 

2  When  from  my  own  vileness  I  turn 

To  Jesus,  expos'd  on  tlje  tree, 
With  shame  and  with  wonder  I  burn, 
To  think  what  he  siUi'er'd  for  me. 

3  My  sins,  U  how  black  they  appear, 

When  in  that  dear  bosom  they  meet! 

Those  sins  were  the  nails  and  the  spear* 

That  wounded  his  hands  and  his  feet, 

4  'Twas  justice  that  wreath'd  for  his  head 

The  thorns  that  encircled  it  round; 
Thy  temples,  Immanuel,  bled, 

That  mine  might  with  glory  be  crown'd; 

5  The  wonderful  love  of  his  heart, 

Where  he  has  recorded  my  name, 
On  earth  can  be  known  but  in  part — 
Heav'n  only  can  bear  the  full  tiame. 

0  In  rivers  of  scrrow  it  flow'd, 

And  lluw'd  in  those  rivers  for  me: 
.My  sins  are  all  dround  in  his  blood: 
-My  soul  is  botii  happy  and  free. 
91 .       I.         Francis. 
to  Christ. 

1  ■jl/IY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
ItA  Hi  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 

And  join  with    the  armies  abo\  e 
To  shout  ins  adorable  name: 
ai  his  glories  divine, 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ— 


68  EVANGELICAL    &YMNS 

To  see  them  incessantly  shine, 
My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood. 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell; 
To  shine  with  the  angels  in  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sinj,. 
To  view  with  eternal  delight, — 

My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 

3  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 

Your  pride  with  disdain  1  survey; 
Your  pomps  are  hut  shadows  and  sounds; 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away: 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 

Yon  permanent  sun  shall  "outshine; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 

My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine. 

88.    C.  31.         Steele. 
Praise  to  the  Redeemer. — 1  Pet.  in.  1:- 

1  FTlO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

JL     Awake  the  sacred  sorig! 
O,  may  his  love,  (immortal  tlaine.) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  rep^h 

What  mortal  tongue  display! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 
•}  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high — 
Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die! 
Was  ever  love  like  this] 
4  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 
And  suflfer'd  in  his  steady 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  69 

For  man,  (O  miracle  of  grace!) 
For  man  the  Saviour  bled! 

5  Dear  Lord,  what  heav'nly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood! 
By  this  are  sinners  snatclrd  from  hell. 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

6  O,  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue; 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

89.     C.  Wi.        Steele. 

Seunouri — John  iv.  42. 

1  PXlHE  Saviour!  O,  what  endless  chanty 

JL     Dwell  in  ti,e  blissful  sound! 
Its  inruei.ee  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine 

In  rich  eiiusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
And  doom'd  to  endless  woe. 

3  Th   almighty  former  of  the  skies 

Stoopd  to  our  vile  abude; 

lie  angeis  view'd,  frith  wondering  eye* 
And  haiiU  th'  incarnate  God. 

4  O,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss   a  boundless  store! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine. 
iur  more. 
3  ( )  ,c  my  hope  relies, 

•  ath  thy  erubs  [  fall; 

ra)  sacrifr 


70  EVANGELICAL    HYMXS. 

90.     I .  M.         Medley. 
Him.— Acts  v.  81. 

1  TOIX,  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name 
*J    To  sing  his  everlasting  fame; 

Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice,' 
In  Him  forever  to  rejoice. 

2  Of  Him  what  wond'rous  things  are  told! 
In  Him  what  glories  1  behold! 

For  Him  T  gladly  all  things  leave; 
To  Him,  my  soul,  forever  cleave! 

3  In  Him  my  treasure's  all  contain'd, 
By  Him  my  feeble  soul's  sustain'd; 
From  Him  what  favors  I  receive; 
Through  Him  I  shall  forever  live 

i  With  Him  I  daily  love  to  walk, 
Of  Him  my  soul  delights  to  talk, 
On  Him  I  cast  my  every  care; 
Like  Him  one  day  I  shall  appear. 

5  Bless  Him}  my  soul,  from  day  to  dsrj \ 
Trust  Him  to  lead  thee  ou  thy  way; 
Give  Him  thy  poor,  weak,  sinful  heart; 
With  Him  O,  never,  never  part. 

6  Take  Him  for  strength  and  righteousness 
Make  Him  thy  refuge  in  distress; 

Love  Him  above  all  earthly  joy; 
And  Him  in  every  thing  employ. 

7  Praise  Him  in  cheerful,  grateful  songs; 
To  Him  your  highest  praise  belongs! 
Bless  Him  who  does  your  heav'n  prepare^;. 


And  whom  you'll  praise  forever  there. 
91.     8s.         Newton. 
What  think  ?/c  of  Christ. — Jlatt.  xxii.  4.2. 
~HAT  think  Ve  0f  Christ?  is  the  test 
To  try  both  your  state  an$  your  scheme^ 


w 


EVANGELICAL    faltife.  71 

You  cannot  be  right  in  the  rest, 
Unless  you  think  rightly  of  him. 

2  As  Jesus  appears  in  your  view — 

As  he  is  beloved  or  not— 
So  God  is  disposed  to  you, 

And  mercy  or  wrath  is  your  lot. 

3  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be— 

A  man  or  an  angel  at  most; 
Sure  these  have  not  feelings  like  me, 
Nor  know  themselves  wretched  and  lost 

4  So  guilty,  so  helpless  am  I, 

I  durst  not  confide  in  his  blood, 
Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 
Unless  I  were  sure  he  is  God. 

5  Some  call  him  a  Saviour  in  words, 

But  mix  their  own  wurks  with  his  plan, 
And  hope  he  his  help  will  afford 

When  they  have  done  all  that  they  can. 
t'j  If  ask'd  what  of  Jesus  I  think) 

Though  still  my  best  thoughts  are  but  poor, 
I  say,  he's  my  meat  and  my  drink, 

My  life,  and  my  strength,  and  my  store; 
7   Mf  shepherd,  my  husband,  my  friend, 
My    Saviour  from  sin  and  from  thrall: 
My  hope  from  beginning  to  end, 
My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 

92.     P.  M 
Description  of  Christ. — Cant.  v.  10-16. 

T'VRT    I. 

OTHOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
delight, 
<m  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
BIj  comfo  i  the  night, 

My   QOp  tioDj  i:iv   all: 


72  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy 
To  feed  on  tlje  pastures  of  love]      [sheep, 

For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep! 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove? 

2  O,  why  should  I  wander,  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread!  [see, 

Thy  foes  will  rejoice,  when  my  sorrows  they 

And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 
Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone] 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 

And  where,  with  his  flock,  he  is  gone? 

3  This  is  my  beloved:  His  form  is  divine, 

His  vestment  sheds  odours  around; 
The  locks  on  Ms  Lead  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine*. 

When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 
The  ruses  of  Aharon,  the  lilies  that  grow 

In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams; 
His  cheeks  in  the  beauty  of  excellence  glow, 

And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

4  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer,  sweet. 

Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death; 
The  cedars  of  .i  ebafion  bow  at  his  feet, 

+  !  e  air  is  perfum'd  by  his  breath;- 
His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 

1  hat  waters  the  garden  of  grace, 
From  whence  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall 
know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

5  Love  sits  in  his  eye-lids,  and  scatters  delight 

Through  all  the  bright  mansions  cm  high; 
Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 

tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 
He  looks,  and  ten  thousa;  els  rejoice. 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 


EVANGELICAL    IIYjIXS.  73 

He  speaks,  and  eternity,  fill'd  with  his  voice, 
lie-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 

6  His  vestment  of  rig-hteousness,  who  shall  de- 

•  Its  purity  words  would  defile;  [scribe? 

The  heav'iis  from  his  presence  fresh  beauty  im- 
bibe, 
And  earth  is  made  rich  by  his  smile. 
Such  is  my  beloved:  in  excellence  bright, 

When  pleas'd  he  looks  down  from  above, 
Like    the  morn,  when  he   breathes  from  the 
chambers  of  light, 
And  comforts  his  people  with  love. 

PART    II. 

7  But,  when  arm'd  with  vengeance,  with  ter- 

ror he  comes, 
The  nations  rebellious  to  tame, 
The  reins  of  Omnipotent  pow'r  he  assumes, 

And  rides  in  a  chariot  of  flame; 
A  two-edged  sword  from  his  mouth  issues  forth,. 

Bright  quivers  of  fire  are  his  eyes; 
He  speaks,  the  black  tempests  are  seen  in  the 
north, 
And  storms  from  their  caverns  arise. 

8  Ten  thousand  destructions,  that  wait  for  his 

word, 

And  ride  on  the  wings  of  his  breath, 
Fly,  swift  as  the  wind,  at  the  nod  of  their  Lord, 

And  deal  out  the  arrows  of  death. 
His  cloud-bursting  thunders  their  voices  re- 
sound 

Through  all  the  vast  regions  on  high, 
Till  from  tie  deep  centre  loud  echoes  rebound,, 

'1  o  meet  the  quick  i!aihC6  in  the  si 
0  Th<  of  heaven,  at  bis  bidding,  obey, 

Viid  expand  ere  his  banners  app' 


74  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Earth  trembles  beneath,  till  her  mountains  give, 
way, 
And  hell  shakes  her  fetters  with  fear! 
When  he  treads  on  the  clouds  as  the  dust  of  his 
feet, 
And  grasps  the  big  storms  in  his  hand, 
What  eye  the  fierce  glance  of  his  anger  can 
meet, 
Or  who  in-  his  presence  shall  stand! 

93.     L.  M.         Watts. 

The  description  of  Christ  the  Beloved. — Cant.  v. 
9-12,  14,  15,  16. 

1  PTnHE  wond'ring  world  inquires  to  know 

J-    Why  I  should  love  my  Jesus  so; 
"What  are  his  charms,"  say  they,  "above  ' 
"The  objects  of  a  mortal  love]" 

2  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  sight, 

Shows  a  sweet  mixture,  red,  and  white; 
All  human  beauties,  all  divine, 
In  my  Beloved  meet  and  shine. 

3  White  is  his  soul,  from  blemish  free. 
Red  with  the  blood  he  shed. for  me; 
The  fairest  of  ten  thousand  fairs, 

A  sun  among  ten  thousand  stars. 

4  His  head  the  finest  gold  excels; 
There  wisdom  in  perfection  dwells^; 
And  glory,  like  a  crown,  adorns 
Those  temples,  once  beset  with  thorns. 

'5  Compassions  in  his  heart  are  found, 
Near  to  the  signals  of  his  wound: 
His  sacred  side  no  more  shall  bear 
The  cruel  scourge,  the  piercing  spear, 

€>  His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
Than  diamonds  set  in  ringjs  of  gold.; 


Lv\vrrr[CA1    HYMNB.  75 

Those  *ree 

/  T  !  bis  feeble  knees. 

Loaded  wit:  sins* .and  agonies, 

-V  e  01"  his  command. 

His  legs  like  marble  pillars  stand: 

8  His  eyes  are  majesty  and  love, 
The  eaj  i'd  with  the  dove; 
Nu  more  shall  trickling  sorrows  roll 
Through  those  dear  windows  of  his  soul. 

9  His  mouth,  that  pour'd  out  long  complaints,, 
Now  smiles  and  cheers  his  fainting  saints; 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is 

Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees. 
9    Vll  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 
Must  be  belov'd,  and  yet  adur'd; 
His  Worth  if  all  the  nations  knew, 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  tea. 

94.     cs.         De  Fleujiy. 
ImnatUfel. — Isaiah  viii.  8. 
1    X^E  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne, 
i     And  view  my  Irnmanuel's  lace, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known; 

Tune  all  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise? 
He  form'd  you  the  spirits  you  are, 

So  happy, so  noble,  so  good; 
When  others  sunk  down  in  despair, 
Confirm  "d  by  his  power  you  stood. 

♦J  Ye  saints  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet;' 
ili    grace  and  his  glory  display, 
all  his  rich  mercy  relate. 
He  snatch'd  you  from  hell  and  the  gravel 
if"  ransom'd  from  death  and  despair; 


76  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

For  you  lie  was  mighty  to  save — 
Almighty  to  bring*  you  safe  there. 

3  O,  when  will  the  period  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song] 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your     avii  nr  belong? 
I'm  fetter'd  a^d  chain'*}  up  in  clay— 

I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 

My  Goo*  and  my  S.aviour  to  see! 

4  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire, 

WajJb'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb* 
I  wart  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 

And  time  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name. 
J  want! — J,  I  want  to  be  there, 

Where  Borrow  and  sin  bid  adieu; 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share — 

To  wonder  and  worship  with  you. 

95.    C.  M.        Steele. 
Love  to  Christ  desirfd. 

1  rF^HOU  lovely  source  of  true  delight,. 

JB_     Whom  I  unseen  adure, 
Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  mere. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines, 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

■3  'Tis  her»_,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop., 
And  sin  aod  sorrow  rise, 
Thy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope, 
|  fainting  breast  supplies. 
4  But  a;:i  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 
Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  77 

3Iy  gloomy  fears  rise  dark  between, 
Asd  I  r^in  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light, 

O,  come  with  blissful  ray! 
Break  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  -away. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love; 

But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 

Are  only  known  above. 

96.     8,  8,  6.  3IEDLEY. 

llency  of  Chariot. — Isaiah  xxxv.  2. 

i   £~\  COULD  J  speak  the  matchless  worth; 
V^r   O  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 

Which  in  my  -'aviour  shine, 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings. 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

I  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom*  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine; 
I'd  siug  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  whicli  all  perfect,  heav'nly  dress 

My  soul  sjidil  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

halted  on  his  throne: 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well — the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  the  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home* 

And  I  shall  see  his  fac^ 


7tt  EVANGELICAL    HYVKS. 

Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  bicssM  eternity  I'll  spend 
Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

9V.     C.  M.         Steele. 
Jesus.— Phil.  ii.  10. 

1  TESUS!  in  thy  transporting  name, 
V     What  blissful  glories  rise! 
Jesus! — the  artels'  sweetest  theme — 

The  wonder  of  the  skies. 

2  Jesus!  and  didst  tiiou  leave  thy  sky 

tor  miseries  and  woes.' 
And  didst  thou  bleed,  and  groan  and  die, 
i*  or  vile,  rebellious  foes.' 

3  Victorious  love!  can  language  tell 

The  wonders  of  thy  povv'r, 
Which  conquer'd  all  the  force  of  hell, 
In  that  tremendous  hour? 

4  What  glad  return  can  I  impart, 

For  favours  so  divine? 
O,  take  my  heart — this  worthless  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine. 

98.    8s.        ISewtox. 

None  upon  earth  I  desire  besides  thee. — Psalm 
lxxiii.  25, 

1  TTFOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
XT  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see!      [ilow'rs 
Sweet    prospects,    sweet    birds,    and    sweet 

Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  with  me; 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain   to  look  gay; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  Him, 

"December's  as  pleasant  as  3Iay. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume. 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  VQicej 


EVANGELICAL    UYM  70 

presence  disperses  my  gloom. 
And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 

I  should,  were  he  always  LhOa  .igh, 
Have  nothing  to  wisn  or  to  :■■ 

Xo  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year, 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

.My  all  to  his  pleasure  xesign'd, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  min3. 
While  blessM  with  a  sense  of  his  love. 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear, 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove. 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine. 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  mj  winters  so  Iong> 
O,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky. 

1  "hy  soul-cheering  presence  restore; 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high. 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

99.     8s.         Toplady. 
Hope  in  Despair. — Ps.  Ixxvii.  7-10. 

1   TONCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress 
mJ  Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 
1  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine. 
Dishcarten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 
I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load; 
plaintive  1  pour  out  my  song, 
And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  ( 
ic  Lord,  and  my  terror  shall  cease, 
•lood  of  atonement  appjy; 


SO  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 
The  reck  that  is  higher  than  I. 

Speak,  Saviour,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice; 
Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold; 

Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries, 
And  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  T  mourn, 

_My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep. 
While  harrass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight, 

The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, 
"The  Lord  hath  forsaken  thee  quite, 

"Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 

4  Yet  Ifcrd,  if  thy  love  hath  design'd 

No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 
Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  sweetness  in  waiting  for  thee? 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  towV;* 
Come,  succour  and  gladden  my  heart;     ' 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  pow'r. 

100.     CM.        Steele. 
Pleasures  unseen, — 2  Cor.  iy.  13. 

1  /*~\H,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 
\J  Above  these  gloomy  shades, 

To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades! 

2  There  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray; 
In  ever  blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine. 

To  guide  our  upward  aigttj 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  81 

With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimes t  wing, 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise  [spring. 

To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasure) 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

101.     7s.         Newton. 

Love  to  Christ. — John  xxi.  16. 

1  ^fTlIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

A     Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought: 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus! 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame* 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name?- 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove; 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 

4  When  1  turn  my  eyes  within, 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do: 
You  that  love  the  Lord,  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall. 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 
>uld  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhoj-r'd, 
r 


*''  EVANGELICAL    RYXftg. 

Find,  at  times,  the  promise  swee-t-, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord! 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun.;- 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 

If  I  love  at  ail,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

102.     7s.         Cowper. 
Lovest  thou  Me? — John  xxi.  1(5. 

1  TTARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord; 
JlJL  'Tis  thy  ^Saviour,  hear  his  word: 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee: 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me! 

2  "I  deiiverd  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  bleeding-,  heal'd  thy  wound. 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right. 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath — 
Free  and  faithful — strong  as  deatfci. 

5  "TJiqu  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be: 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me!" 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  wean  and  faint) 


EVANGELICAL-  ItYMXS.  8 

Yet  I  love   thee  and  adore; 

0  for  grace  to  love  thee  more! 

103.     C.  M.         Cowper. 
The  contrite  faart. — Isaiah  lvii.  16. 
2  rilHE  Lord  will  happiness  divine, 
JL    On  contrite  hearts  bestow; 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart,  or  no? 

2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain. 
Insensible  as  steel; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain, 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 
I'j  I  sometimes  think  myself  inclin'd. 
To*  love  thee,  if  I  could;  l 

But  often  feel  another  mind, 
Averse  to  all  that's  good. 
I  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few. 
I  fain  would  strive  for  more; 
But  when  I  cry,  "my  strength  renew-'*^ 
>Seem  weaker  than  before. 
£  Thy  saints  are  comforted,  I  know? 
And  love  thy  house  of  pray'r; 

1  therefore  go  where  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 

G  O,  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache 
Decide  this  doubt  for  me; 

Li  be  not  broken,  break* 
And  heal  it,  if  it  be. 

104.    L.  M.        Pres.  Davies. 
Self-Examination.— Gal.  iv.  19,  20. 
i    'W/H.\T  strange  perplexities  arise; 
▼  T     What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear: 
How  few j  al^s!   approv'd  and  clear/ 


84  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

2  What  then  am  I? — My  soul  awake- 
And  an  impartial  survey  take; 

Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear. 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear? 

3  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear': 
Is  Jesus  formM  and  living  there.1 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought  and  word,  and  action  shine. 

4  Searcher*  of  hearts,  O  search  my  will. 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal; 

My  fears  remove,  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

5  Scatter  the  clouds  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious   terror  spread; 
Light  up  in  me  celestial  day, 

And  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6  May  I  at  that  blesVd  world  arrive, 
Where  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall  live 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear. 

105.      C.  M.         Doddridge. 
Love  to  Go(L 
1  X\0  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord? 
MJ  Beheld  my  heart  and  see; 
And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 
'2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul? 
Then  let  me  nothing  love: 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  ev'ry  joy, 
When  Jesus  cannot  move. 
'3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 
To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  boimtl 
.My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear? 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  85 

4  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee  dearest  Lord. 
But,  O!   I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys. 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

106.     L.  It         Beddome. 
Complaining  of  Inconstancy.. 

1  rilHE  wand'ring  star,  and  fleeting  wind. 

A     Both  represent  th'  unstable  mind; 
The  morning  cloud,  and  early  dew, 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud  and  wind,  and  dew  and  star,. 
Faint  and  imperfect  emblems  are; 
Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be, 

So  hckle,  or  so  false  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk,  and  inward  frame, 
Scarce  through  a  single  huur  the  same,; 
We  vow,  and  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  these  very  vows  repeat. 

4  We  sin  forsake,  to  sin  return; 

Are  hot,  are  cold,  now  freeze,  now  biuy^; 
In  deep  distress,  then  raptures  feel; 
We  soar  to  heav'n,  then  sink  to  hell.     - 

D  Witli  flowing  tears,  Lord,  we  confes.s 
Our  folly  and  unsteadfastness: 
When  shall  these  hearts  more  fixed  be, 
Fix'd  by  thy  grace,  and  fix'd  for  thee! 
107.     C.  M. 
Longing  for  nearness  to  God. 
It  fkH,  could  1  find,  from  day  to  day, 
V^r    \  nearness  to  my  God; 
Then  should  my  Uuurs  jrlide  sweet  au 
And  Iojlii  upuD    his  word. 

■••  with  thee  to  liv<; 
\ijl-w  l*i   •  <ki\; 


86  EVANGELICAL    Hi'3i:>5. 

In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Oh  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart-. 

And  make  me  wholly  thine; 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Xor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death; 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 
108.     C.  M.         Cowper. 
Walking  with  God. — Gen.  v.  24 

1  f\H  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
V^F  A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame? 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

AVhen  first  I  sought  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjev 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void. 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn; 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be; 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
And  worship  only  thee. 
8  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God'. 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 


EVANGELICAL    HVMNS.  fc? 

&o  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

109.    C.  31.        Has 

The  righteous  and  the  wicked. — Fsalm  i. 

1  rglH  AT  maa  doth  richest  blessings  share.. 

JL     Whose  feet  do  never  rove 
In  ways  ungodly  men  prepare; 
Who  hates  the  wGrk  they  love. 

2  He,  in  God 'a  holy  Law  divine. 

Doth  place  his  whole  delight; 

And  ev'ry  precept,  Lord,  of  thine, 

Contemplates  day  and  night. 

3  He,  like  a  fair  and  spreading  tree, 

By  copious  rivers  seen, 
Whose  boughs  a  fragrant  load  supply, 
Whose  leaf  is  evergreen; 

4  Shall  in  his  labours  find  increase. 

In  gifts  and  graces  shine, 

Of  love,  of  joy,  of  holiness, 

And  righteousness  divine. 

5  Not  so  the  haughty  sinner  thrives; 

Hut,  like  the  chaff  or  dust, 
Which  sportive  triad  insidious  an. 
9o  perish  shall  their  trust, 

0  He  who  ungodly  is,  or  vain, 
In  appear: 

Finds  no  ndmittani  ■ 

the  Lord  himself  dii 

\\  hie 


88  EVANGELICAL    IIVM.V-. 

110.     C.  M.         Watts. 

Louring  for  the  Divine  presence  under  sorrow: 
1  /~\H  that  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
VJ*  Where  I  might  find  my  God! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face. 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
^  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 
What  sorrows  I  sustain; 
How  grace  decays  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  the  arguments  I'd  take, 

To  wrestle  with  my  God; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake-. 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  31  y  Cod  will  pity  my  complaints, 

\  nd  heal  my  broken  bones; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints. 

The  language  of  their  groans. 
%  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress,- 

And  banish  ev'ry  fear; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace. 

To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 

111.     C.  M:         Hart. 

Tribulation. 

1  rriHE  world  opposes  from  without, 

JL     And  unbelief  within: 
"We  fear,  we  faint,  we  grieve,  we  doubt  . 
And  feel  the  load  of  sin. 

2  Glad  frames  too  ofton  lift  us  up, 

And  thru  how  vain  we  grow! 
Till  sad  desertion  makes  us  droop, 
And  then  we  sink  as  low. 

3  Ten  thousand  baits  Hie  foe  prepares. 

To  catch  the  wand  ring  heart; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

And  rarely  do  we  see  the  snares, 

Before  we  feel  the  smart. 
4  Though  we  are  feeble,  Christ  is  strong 

His  promises  are  true; 
We  shall  be  conquerors  ere  long, 

And  more  than  conq'rors  too. 

112.      C.  M.         M.vson.. 

Hope  of  Heaven* 

1  |"  SOJOURN  in  a  vale  of  tears.; 
•    X   .Mas!   how  can  I  sing] 

My  harp  doth  on  the  willows  hangj, 
[Xnton'd  in  ev'ry  string-. 

2  O  come,  my  dear,  Almighty  Lord — 

My  sweetest,  surest  friend; 
Come — for  I  loath  these  Kedar  tent*; 
Thy  fiery  chariots  send. 

3  My  Jesus  is  gone  up  to  heav'n, 

To  get  a  pinee  fur  me; 
Pof  'tis  his  will,  that  where  he  Ub 
His  followers  should  he. 
1  Cunaan  I  view  from  Pisgah's  top; 
(if  Canaan's  grapes  I  taste; 

-ends  unto  me  here. 
Will  send  for  me  at  last. 
Xy  I  have  a  God  that  changeth  not — 
.  should  I  be  perplex'dl 
My  God,  who  "w  i»~  me  id  this  world, 
Will  own  me  in  the  next. 

••  M\  <!< -rest  friends,  they  dv.c  11  above* 
I'hein  will  T  go  to  - 
And  nil  m  ;i  Christ  !■< 

Will  l  me. 


DO  EVANGELIC  VL    WTM 

113.      Ss.         Kent. 

Indwelling  sin;  or,  the  Can  a  anile  still  in  the  Land. 

Numb,  xxxiii.  51-55. 
1   rjlHE  Canaanite  still  in  the  land, 
JL     To  harrass,  perplex,  and  dismay, 
Brought  Israel  of  old  at  a  stand, 
For  Anak  was  stronger  than  they. 
3  What  God  had  design'd  {hey  possess'd, 
Supported  and  kept  by  his  hand; 
Yet,  lest  on  their  lees  they  should  rest. 
The  Canaanite  dwelt  in  the  land. 

3  'Tis  thus  with  thine  Israel  on  earth. 

Who  groan  with  a  body  of  sin, 
Partake  of  a  spiritual  birth. 
The  work  of  the  Spirit  within. 

4  To-day,  with  the  taste  of  his  love, 

Jehovah  their  souls  shall  expand; 

To-morrow  he'll  give  them  to  prove, 

The  Canaanite  still  in  the  land. 

§  Yet  all  things  shall  work  for  their  good, 

Afflictions,  temptations,  or  pain: 

And  still  through  the  T.amb  and  his  blood, 

Their  cause  they  shall  ever  maintain. 

6  A  thorn  in   the  flesh  they  shall  have, 

Their  roving  affections  to  win; 
To  teach  them  how  Jesus  can  save, 
And  show  them  the  depth  of  their  sin 

7  Yes,  down  to  the  Jordan  of  death, 

His  foes  shall  the  christian  withstand 
And  feel,  when  resigning  his  breath, 
The  Canaanite  still  in  the  la- 

8  Their  place  of  repose  is  on  high, 

(No  Canaanite  enters  therein.) 


EVANGELICAL    HYMN?,  91 

They  drink  of  the  rivers  of 

Remote  from  the  regions  of  sin. 
114.     L.  31.  tt. 

Pride  La  ne  lied. 

1  /^\FT  have  I  turn'd  my  eyes  within, 
*^F   And  brought  to  light  some  latent  sin- 
But  pride,  the  vice  J  most  detest, 

Still  lurks  securely  in  my  breast. 

2  Here,  with  a  thousand  arts,  Si;c  tries 
To  dress  me  in  a  fair  disguise, 

To  make  a  guilty,  wretched  worm, 
Put  on  an  angel's  brightest  form. 
'3  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  eyes. 
And  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  ski 
And  while  the  specious  tale  she  tells. 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 
1  Rend,  O  my  God,  the  veil  away. 
Bring  forth  the  monster  to  tne  day.; 
Expose  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  restless  power  subdue. 
•^  So  shall  humility  divine, 

Again  possess  this  heart  of  mine; 
And  form  a  temple  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  his  lov'd  abode. 

115,     C.   M. 
He  shall  overcome  at  the  last. — Gen.  xlix.  19. 
1  /^1  REAT  <»<>d,  thy  holy  name  we  praise. 
V^J"   For  all  thy  merries  past; 
Tin  le  us  in  thy  ways, 

We  shall  o'ercome  at  last. 
Should  all  th'  ejivriiomM  troops  of  b< 

Unite  blast; 

In  (  truth  we  t- 

•   fthaU  o'ercome  at  I 


92  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

3  Though  gloomy  -ieLith  alarm  our  fear,-. 

And  us  in  darkness  cast; 
Yet  still  Jehovah's  word  declares, 
siiali  o'ercome  at  last. 

4  Tho  igb   Liruelief,  that  cursed  foe, 

Attempt  to  hind  us  fast;  4 

Chris-*  will  not  let  his  purchase  go, 
shall  o'ercome  at  last. 

5  Jesus,  our  Captain,  leads  us  on, 

Till  Tordan's  streams  are  past; 
And  vvhen  we  reach  our  heav'nly  home^ 
We'll  sing— o'ercome  at  last. 
116.     C.  M.         Steele. 
Guest.— Rev.  iii.  20. 

1  A  ND  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend 
XJL  To  visit  sinfui  worms! 

Thus  at  the  door  shall  mercy  stand. 
In  all  her  winning  forms] 

2  Surprising  grace! — and  shall  my  hcar£ 

Unmov'J  and  cold  remain? 
Has  this  hard  rock  no  tender  parJ^ 
3Iust  mercy  plead  in  vain! 

3  Shall  Jesus  for  admission  sue, 

His  soothing  voice  unheard? 
And  this  vile  heart,  his  rightful  due 
Remain  forever  barr'd? 

4  Tis  sin,  alas!  with  tyrant  pow'r, 

The  lodging  has  possess'd; 
And  crowds  of  traitors  bar  the  doo.r 
Against  the  heav'nly  guest. 
j§  Ye  dang'rous  inmates,  hence  depart: 
Dear  Saviour,  enter  in, 
And  guard  the  passage  to  my  hearty 
And  keep  out  every  sin* 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  93 

117.       C.    M.  RVLAND. 

Delight  in  God. — Psalr?   xxxvii.  4. 
1  /^RAM',  Lord,  I  may  delight  in  th.ee". 
\lW    A_nd  on  'thy  care  depend; 
To  thee  in  every  trouble  r.ee, 
My  best,  my  only  friend. 

kJ  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 
But  all  is  found  in  thee; 
I  must  be  blessed  and  abound, 
W  hile  thou  art  God  to  me. 

3  Oh  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith; 

To  look  within  the  veil; 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 
"Whose  word  can  never  fail! 

4  O,  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee, 

I  triumph  and  adore; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  praise  thee  more. 
118.     C.  M.         Steele. 
Refuge  in  God. — Psalm  ix.  9. 

1  T\EAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
JkJ   On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 

On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble   roll. 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief, 

For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 
13  But  O,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail 

1  fear  to  call  thee  mine; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail,. 

And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  t1  , 
Thou  art  my  only  t 


91  F,V  ANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  tl 
'.'hough  prostrate  in  the  dust. 
5  Hast  U.cu  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
And  shall  I  seek  in  vain> 
And  can  ihe  ear  of  sov'reign  grace, 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain] 
G  JNo — stili  the  ear  of  sovVeigr.  grace 
Attends  the  mourner's  pray'r; 
O  may  T  ever  lino  access 

To  breathe  my  sorrows  there! 
1x9.     C.  Mi         >Yatts. 
Longing  for  Heaven. 
1  Q^URE  'tis  in  vain  to  seek  for  bliss,, 
K3  For  Miss  can  ne'er  be  found, 
Till  we  arrive  where  .Jesus  is, 
And  tread  on  heav'nly  ground. 
42  There's  nothing  round  the  spreading  skies,. 
Or  on  this  earthly  clod; 
Nothing)  my  soul  that's  worth   thy  joys, 
Ur  iuvely  as  thy  God. 
3  'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  to  taste  his  love,. 
To  feel  his  quickning  grace; 
And  all  the  heav'n  I  hope  above, 
Is  but  to  see  his  face. 
1  Dear  Sov'reign,  break  these  vital  stringy 
1  hat  bind  me  to  my   clay; 
Help  me  to  rise  and  stretch  my  wings^ 
And  mount,  ziwd  soar  away. 

130.     S,  8,  6.         Harrison. 
Private  Retvren  eni  —  World  renouaeed 
1   rilELL  me  no  more  of  earthly   toys,  " 
.JL     Of  sinful  mirth  ai.c  carnal  joys, 
(The  things  I  lov'd  before:) 


EVANGELICAL    II Y. M  95 

Let  me  but  view  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  feel  his  animating  grace, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

2  Tell  me  no  more  of  praise  and  wealth, 
•    Of  careless  ease  and  blooming  health, 

For  they  have  all  their  snares. 
Let  me  but  know  my  sins  i  rgiv'n, 
And  see  my  name  enroll'd  iri  heav'n, 

And  I  am  free  from  cares. 

3  Tell  me  no  more  of  lofty  tow'i -9. 
Delightful  gardens,  fragrant  bow'rs, 

Lor  these  are  trifling  things: 
The  little  room  for  me  designed, 
\\  ill  suit  as  well  my  easy  mind, 

As  palaces  of  kings. 

4  Tell  me  no  more  of  crowding  guests. 
Of  gaudy  dress  and  sumptuous  feasts, 

Extravagance  and  waste: 
My  little  table,  only  spread 
With  wholesome  herbs  and  wholesome  bread. 

Will  better  suit  my  taste. 
B  Give  me  a  bible  in  my  hand, 
A  heart  to  read  and  understand 

This  sure,  unerring  word; 
I'd  urge  no  company  to  stav, 
But  sit  alone  from  day  to  day, 

And  converse  with  the  Lord. 

1*21.     L.  M.         Swaix. 

Confidence  of  Heaven. — Titus  iii.  7. 
..J  may  I  hope,  that  when  no  more 
_   My  poise  shall  beat  with  life  below, 
I  shall  I  of  grace  adore, 

And  all  the  bliss  of  glory  know? 


'AN£ 


96  EVANGELICAL    IIY3IXS.. 

2  I,  who  deserve  no  place  but  hell, 

So  portion  but  devouring  fire; 
Shall  I  with  Christ,  my  Saviour,  dwell, 
Possess'd  of  all  I  now  desire! 

3  Will  Jesus  own  a  wTretch  like  me! 

And  teli  to  saints  and  angels  round. 
That  when  he  suffer'd  on  the  tree. 
My  sins  augmented  evVy  wound! 

4  He  will! — I  read  it  in  his  word, 

And  in  my  heart  the  witness  feel; 
I  shall  be  with,  and  like  my  Lord, 

Thosagh  sin  oppose  in  league  with  hell. 

5  I  shall  be  with  him,  when  he  comes 

Triumphant  down  the  pathless  skies; 
And  when  his  voice  breajts  up  the  tombs„ 
Among  his  children  I  shall  rise. 

122.     P.  31. 

Rapture. 

1  l^k^F,  spark,  O  Qodl  of  heavenly  fire, 
V^r    Awakes  my  he'art  with  warm  desire » 

To  reach  the  realms  above; 
Immortal  glories  round  me  shine, 
I  drink  the  streams  of  joy  divine, 

And  sing  redeeming  love. 

2  O,  could  I  wing  my  way  in  haste, 
Soon  with  bright  seraphs  would  I  feastx 

And  join  their  sweet  employ. 
I'd  glide  along  the  heavenly  stream, 
And  join  their  most  exalted  theme 

Of  everlasting  joy. 

3  Too  mean  this  little  globe  for  me, 
Nor  will  I    e'er  contented  be 

With  things  that  are  so  vain- 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  SS 

Its  greatest  treasures  are  but  dross; 
Its  grandeur  short,  its  pleasures  cfossM, 
Its  joys  all  mix'd  with  pain. 
1  But  resting;  in  my  Saviour's  arms, 
My  soul  enjoys  transporting  charms 

Of  everlasting  love. 
There's  life,  there's  joy,  there's  settled  peace 
A  friendship  thai  will  never  cease, 
A  Rock  that  cannot  move. 
5  Soar  then,  my  soul!  stretch  evVy  thought. 
To  meet  within  the  heavenly  court, 

Above  this  mortal  orb; 
There,  with  the  angels,  let  me  rise, 
And  find  my  seat  above  the  skies, 
Where  sins  no  more  disturb. 
*5  There  with  an  everlasting  band 

Of  kindred  saints,  at  (^od's  right  hand. 

My  happy  soul  shall  be; 
To  soar,  to  shout,  to  reign,  to  rest, 
Forever  and  forever  bless'd, 
With  thee,  O  God,  with  thee. 

123.     L.  Bf.         Tappav. 

I  am  the  Root  and  the  Offspring  of  David ,  and 
the  Bright  and  Morning  Star. — Rev.  xxii.  16. 

1  "OFAIGHTED  on  the  troublous  main, 
X3  While  stormy  terrors  clothe  the  s 
The  trembling  toyVer  strives  in  vain, 

And  nought  but  stern  despair  is  nigb; 
When  lo,  a  gem  of  peerless  li 

In  splendour  breaks  and  shin 
And  through  the  clouds  of  d  M. 

Bright  and  Mori 

2  W  i 

That  ust; 


$&  EVANGELICAL    HVMK&, 

Precursor  "of  a  smiling  day. 

It  lulls  his  fears  to  peaceful  rest; 

No  more  in  peril  shall  he  roam, 
For  night  and  danger  now  are  far; 

With  steady  helm  he  enters  home, 

His  guide  the  Bright  and  Morning  Star. 

3  Thus  when  affliction's  billows  roll, 

And  waves  of  sorrow  and  of  sin, 
Beset  the  fearful,  weeping  soul, 

And  all  is  dark  and  drear  within: 
JTis  Jesus,  whisp'ring  strains  of  peace, 

Drives  every  doubt  and  fear  afar; 
He  bids  the  raging  tempest  cease, 

And  shines  the  Bright  and  -Morning  Star, 

124.     Ss.         Cowper, 

Lo  g':g  to  be  gone. 

1  PTTTO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

A     My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone; 
Oh!  bear  me,  ye  Cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne 

2  My  Saviour!  whom  absent  I  love, 

Whom  not  having  seen  I  adore, 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power. 

3  Dissolve  thou  the  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thec. 
Oh!  strike  off  the  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  Then  that  happy  era  begins, 

When  a-ray'd  in  thy  glory  I'll  shine 
And  no  longer  pierce  with  my  sins, 
The  bosom  on.  which  I  recline. 


ITTAXGELICAL    HYMNS.  99- 

125.    C.  IT.        F . 

Longing  for  Glory. — Phil.  i.  23. 

1  WrHV  longed' Paul  to  be  dissolv'd. 

m      And  enter  into  rest! — 

0  question  here  he  hath  resolv'd^ 
To  be  with  Christ  is  best. 

2  And  I,  like  Paul,  desire  to  die, 

I  long  for  death's  arrest; 
If  any  ask  the  reason  why — 

1  o  be  irith  Christ  is  best. 

3  My  unbelief,  that  besom  foe, 

Which  lurks  within  my  breast; 
So  often  seeks  my  overthrow — 
To  be  with  Christ  is  best. 

4  Had  I  a  voice  so  loud  and  strong-, 

To  sound  from  east  to  west; 
I'd  tell  the  honor'd,  seeking  throng,. 
To  be  with  Christ  is  best. 

5  O  come,  sweet  Jesus,  quickly  come, 

And  cheer  my  fainting  breast; 
I  long  to  reach  my  heav'nly  home; 
To  be  with  Christ  is  best. 

6  Pinion'd  with  love,  I'd  take   the  wing, 

And  fly  to  thee  my  rest: 
There  with  the  Church  triumphant  sing. 
To  be  with  Christ  is  best. 
126.     P.  M. 
Hope  of  Heaven. 
}   /"\H  glorious  hope  of  perfect  lavef- 
V^F   It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above, 

It  bears  on  eagles'  wings; 
It  gives  my  ravish'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  I 
With  Christ,  the  King. of  Kin 


] 00  BVAXG  ill.If  A  L    HYM3S 

2  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  who  vainly  pant 
For  tilings  by  nature  felt  and  seen; 
Their  honor,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own; 
A  stranger  to  the  world,  unknown. 

I  all  their  goods  despise; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
I  seek  a  country  cut  of  sight, 

A  country  in  the  skies, 

4  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair. 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there.. 

And  my  abiding  home; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay. 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

127.    L.  M.        Hoskin?. 
Living  to  Christ.— Phil.  i.  21. 

LET  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 
That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God: 
This  happiness,  dear  Lord,  be  mine. 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 
X?  Christ  is  my  everlasting  all, 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call; 
He  will  my  every  want  supply, 
In  time,  and  through  eternity. 
■3  Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear; 
Soon  shall  I  end  my  trials  here — 
Leave  sin  and  sorrow,  death  and  pain; 
To  live  is  Christ — to  die  is  gain, 
oon  will  the  saints  in  glory  meet: 
;  walk  through  evV 


evaxgeli'al  iiymx-. 

And  sine  on  t  -.ul  plain. 

—  ^ain. 

v     L.  K.  hr 

Longing  J 
i   IT  :"ul,  awful 

JlX  When 
Mount  up  ace: 

And  join  the  church  o:  .  ve. 

2  Vain  world!  wnat-are  t  me? 

Je=us  whom  1  long  to  see; 

I'd  leave  my  friends,  my  life,  my  all, 

And  thus  address  this  earthly  ..all: — 

F&rewell!  no  more  1  tread  your  ground: 
Xo  more  I  need  the 

My  feet  have  reach'd  t:  re — 

I  know  no  impc 

jariK 
Nor  view  my  relics  .ern. 

Oh  r — 

-ar. 
i  glory  to  <ou! 

es  are  sp<_  *  blood: 

I  nor  .  face." 

;e»ett. 
V  (  — Dent,  x  19. 

1  f\s   Jordan1 

ir  and  happy  land, 

rie, 


102  EVAXGELIOAL    HYMNS. 

J2  There  genVous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

(•n  trees  immortal  grow; 
There  rocks,  and  hills,  and  brooks,  and  vales, 

With  milk  and  honey  flow. 
All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains, 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  (iod,  the  Son,  forever  reigns. 

And  scatters  night  away. 
-3  ISo  chilling  winds,  or  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 

A  re  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 
When  shall  I   reack  that  happy  place*. 

And  be  forever  ble^s'd.' 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  in  his  bosom  rest? 
4  Filfd  with  delight,  my  raptnrM  soul 

Can  here  no  longer  stay; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around   me  roll, 

Fearless  I'd  launch  a  v. 
There,  on  those  high  and  flow'ry  plains. 

My  spirit  ne'er  shall  tire; 
But  in  perpetual,  heavrdy  strains,, 

Redeeming  love  admire.  ___ 

130.     C.  M.         Watts. 

The  prospect  of  Heaven  makes  death  ca 
IRE  is  a  land  of  pure  dell 


T 


Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
InhVite  day  excludes  the  right. 
d  pleasures  banish  pain. 

• 

,  like,  a^n 
beav-'nly  laud  from  oujs. 


EVANGELICAL   ftTKNS.  103 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green, 

So.  to  the  lews,  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roli'd  between. 

4  But  •tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger,  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launeh  away. 

5  O!  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
Witn  unbeclouded  eyes! 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Kot  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  flood. 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 
131.    L.  M. 
A  happy  farewell  to  this  world. 

F-VREWELL,  vain  world,  I'm  going  home. 
My  Saviour  smiles  and  bids  me  come: 
Bright  angels  beckon  me  away, 
To  sing  oiod's  prake-iu  endless  day. 
h2  I'm  glvi  thet  I  an  born  to  die: 
From  sin  and  woe  my  soul  shall  fly; 
Bright  angels  snail  convey  me  home, 
Away  to  New   Jerusalem. 
9  And  when  to  that  new  world  I  fly, 
I  join  the  anthems  in  the  sky, 
This  note  above  t'ie  rest  shall  swell, 
Jfy  J  u:t  11. 

&   ]  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  there, 
\\  bo  once  did   join  irith  me  in  prayer: 
Our  time  of  i  er, 

Wl  i  that  happj 


104  JCVAXCELK  AL    HY^IXS. 

5  I'll  praise  my  God  while  I  have  breath, 

I  hope  to  praise  him  after  death: 

I  hope  to  praise  him  when  T  die, 

And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly. 
§  We  soon  3hall  hear  the  solemn  sonnd^^ 

"Awake  ye  nations  under  ground; 

Arise  and  drop  your  dusty  shrouds, 

And  meet  King  Jesus  in  the  clouds.*7 
T  There  shall  I  see  my  glorious  God, 

And  praise  him  in  his  high  abode: 

My  theme,  through  all  eternity, 

Shall,  glory*  glory ,  glory,  be. 

132..    10,  II. 

Humble  Confidence  in  the  Power  and  Grace  or 
Chria. 

OH  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store,. 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is- 
o'er; 
A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound; 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  in  paradise  live, 
And  me,  in  that  number,  will  Jesus  receive; 
My  soul,  don't  delay,  he  calls  thee  away, 
Bise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bJess  the  glad  day 

3  No  mortal  doth  know,  what  he  can  bestow, 
What  light, strength  and  comfort  do  after  him  go^.- 
JLo,  onward  I  move,  to  a  country  above, 
.None  guesses  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 

prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win,  from  death,  hell  and. 

sin,  [within. 

JMidst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ 
Aid  when  T,n    to  die,  receive  me  I'll  rry. 
.For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 


EVANGELICAL    IIY3IN&.  i05 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  to  him  I'm  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  lire  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind; 
So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  through  grace, 
Henceforth  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face* 

6  And  now  'tis  my  care,  my  neighbours  may 

share  [dare? 

These  blessings;  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you 
In  bondage,  O,  why,  and  death  will  you  lie, 
When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh?- 

133:      S.  M.         Montgomery. 

Best  fur  tfie  Soul. 
1   /AH,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
V^   Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 
"I  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh; 
Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  lire, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 
3  Beyond  this  vale  of  teurs 
There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasur'd  by  the  flight  of  years-—' 
And  all  that  life  is  love, 
i  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breathr 
Oh!   what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death! 
i  Lord,  («od  of  truth  and  grace. 
Teach  ns  that  death  to  shun: — 
Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  (ace 
And  evermore  undone. 
6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest- 
Be  are  found  in 


EVANGELICAL    VOnOffS. 

The  life  of  perfect  love — the  rest 
Of  immortality. 

134.    C.  M.        Dobell. 
Matt.  vii.  13,  14. 
1  DINNERS,  behold  that  downward  road 
►^  Which  leads  to  endless  woe; 
What  multitudes  of  thoughtless  souls, 
The  road  to  ruin  go! 
'2  But  yonder  see  that  narrow  way 
Which  leads  to  endless  bliss; 
There  see  a  happy  chosen  few, 
Redeem'd  by  sovereign  grace. 

3  They  from  destruction's  city  cainc\ 

To  Zion  upward  tend: 
The  Bible  is  their  precious  guide, 
And  God  himself  their  friend. 

4  Lord,  I  would  now  a  pilgrim  be — ' 

Guide  thou  my  feet  aright; 
I  would  not,  for  ten  thousand  worlJV, 
Be  banislrd  from  thy  sight. 

135*     S.  >I.         Newton. 
Jlrc  Ihe.re  few  that  shall  be  saved? — Luke  xiii.  22 

1  T^ESTRUCTHW'S  dangerous  road 
_iL>   What  multitudes  pursue! 

While  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  God. 
Is  known  or  sought  by  feu*. 

2  Believers  find  the  way 

Through  Christ  the  living  gate; 
But  those  who  hate  this  holy  way, 
Complain  it  is  too  strait. 

3  If  self  must  be  denied, 

And  sin  no  more  caressM, 
They  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wid^ 
And  strive  to  think  it  best, 


EVANGELICAL    HYM».  101 

4  Encompassed  by  a  throng, 

On  numbers  they  depend; 
They  say,  so  many  cant  be  wron*. 
And  miss  a  happy  end. 

5  But  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 

"Strive  for  the  heav'nly  gate; 
Many  will  call  upon  the  Loi 
And  find  their  cries  too  iate/r 

6  Obey  the  Gospel  call, 

And  enter  while  you  may; 
The  flock  of  Christ  is  always  BmaJJ^, 
And  none  are  safe  but  they. 
'7  Lord,  open  sinners'  eyes, 
Their  awful  state  to  see; 
And  make  them,  ere  the  storm  arise. . 
To  thee  for  safety  flee. 

136.    7>  6.        Newtox. 

The  Alarm. 
1  CJTOP,  poor  sinners,  stop  and  thinks 
^  Before  you  further  go; 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe) 
On  th«  verge  of  ruin  stop — 

How  the  friendly  warning  take- 
Stay  your  footsteps — ere  ye  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake. 

p,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  yen  his  will  oppose"! 
Fear  ye  not  that  iron  rod, 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes.1 
Can  von  stand   in  that  dread  day, 

ich  his  justice  shall  proclaim* 
Whan  the  earth  shall  melt  away 

Like  wa  "  me! 


108  EVANGELICAL    llYMXs. 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar; 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair' 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

You  shall  mark  their  crimson  dye,. 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply! 

4  Though  your  heart  were  made  of  steely 

Your  forehead  lin'd  with  brass; 
God,  at  length,  will  make  you  feel; 

He  will  not  let  you  pass: 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

Those  who  now  despise  his  grace, 
tVRocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 

137.     C.  M.        Watts, 

The  Scoffer. 

1  A  LL  ye  who  laugh  and  sport  with  death': 
J.\-  And  say,  there  is  no  hell; 

The  gasp  of  your  expiring  breath 
Will  send  you  there  to  dwell. 

2  When  iron  slumbers  bind  your  flesh-, 

With  strange  surprise  you'll  find 
Immortal  vigor  spring  afresh, 
And  tortures  wake  the  mind! 

3  Then  you'll  confess,  the  frightful  namr» 

Of  plagues  you  scorn'd  before, 
No  more  shall  look  like  idle  dreams, 
Like  foolish  tales  no  more. 

4  Then  shall  ye  curse  the  fatal  day, 

With  flames  upon  your  tongues, 
When  you  exchang'd  your  souls  away 
For  vanity  and  songs. 


rv ANGELICAL    III-  109- 

188,      L.  M. 

To-day. — Hcb.  iv.  7. 

1  XTASTEX,  O,  sinner,  to  be  wise, 

X  JL   And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun.: 
The  longer  wisdom  you  desp^o. 
The  harder  is  she  to  be  won. 

2  Oh,  hasten,  mercy  to  implore. 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Tot  fear  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Before  this  evening's  course  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  O  sinner  to  return, 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun. 
For  fear  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
Before  the  needful  work  is   dono. 

4  Hasten,  O  sinner,  to  be  bl< 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun. 
For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  ? 
Qefbre  the  morrow  i^  began. 

139.     L,  31. 

Address  to  Sinners. — Isaiah  xxxiii.  1  . 

1  DINNER,  O  why  so  thoughtless  gr 
1^5  Why  in  such  dreadful  baste  to  die"! 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown, 

Heedless  against  thy  God  to  lis  ! 

2  Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  I 

UlgM  on  by  sin's  fantastic  drean 
Madly  attempt  th'  interna]  g 
d  force  thy  passage  to  tin 
-inner,  on  the  gospel  plai, 
od  of  lore  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dvi:i 


1.10  EVANGELICAL    HYMN*. 

140.    7s.        Newton. 
Sinner,  prepare  to  meet  God. — Ames  iv.  12. 

1  ^<LV\Ei\,  art  thou  still  secure? 
£-9  Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray! 
Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure 

In  the  Lord's  avenging  day? 

2  See  Lis  mighty  arm  is  bard! 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow? 
Fur  his  judgments  stand  prepar'd, 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 

Earth,  affrighted,  hastes  to  flee; 
Sulid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee) 
i  Who  his  advent  may  abide] 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 

When  the  world  is  wrapp'd  in  flame'?, 

5  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace! 

Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath.; 
And  our  souls  be  cali'd  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 

Listen  to  the  gospel  voice; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above; 
Scorn  the  worlds  pretended  joys 
141.     C.  M.         Fawcett. 
Expostulation  with  sinners. 
1  CJIXXERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard. 
1^3  'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 
3  (iike  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  tq&L, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace;  • 


EVANGELICAL    HY2I  lij 

A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast. 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hellr 

Why  will  you  persevere.1 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go] 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 

To  reap  immortal  woe. 
q  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word4 

Renouncing  every  sin; 
Submit  to  him  your  sovereign  Lordt 

And  learn  his  will  divine. 

14*2.      C.  M.         Doddridge. 

God's  command  to  all  men  io  repent. — Acts 
xvii.  30. 

1  TJ  EPENT!  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
S\j   Nor  longer  dare  delay: 

The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  die.'-. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  So  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men; 
His  heralds  are  dispatch'd  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  Together  in  his  presence  bow. 

And  all  your  guilt  confess; 
Accept  the  offer'd  Saviour  now. 
Nor  tride  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound. 

And  call  you  to  his  bar: 
For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bo 
.•I  turns  to  vengeance  there 


112  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

5  Amazing  love  that  yet  will  call, 
And  yet  prolong  our  days! 
Our  hearts  subdu'd  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 
14:3.    C.  M.        Haweis. 
Sodom's  destruction. — Gen.  xix.  14,  22 — 25. 
I  Pet.  iv.  18. 

1  "¥^7TTH  radiant  beams  the  sun  arose 

▼  V      On  Sodom's  fated  tow'rs; 
In  pleasure's  round,  and  false  repose, 
They  spend  the  cheerful  hours. 

2  Lot's  warning  voice  they  mocking  heard. 

Their  hearts,  elate  with  pride, 
No  joy   withheld,  no  danger  fear'd — 
-   The  prophet  they  deride. 
8  But  sudden  o'er  the  trembling  ground 
The  heav'ns  tremendous  low'r; 
And  streams  of  fire  and  brimstone  round 
In  torrents  downward  pour. 

4  They  scream — they  fly — no  hope  remains — 

Blaspheme — in  flames  expire: 
Lot,  safe  in  Zoar,  a  refuge  gains — 
"A  brand  pluckM  from  the  Are.'' 

5  Sinners,  behold—  the  warning  take; 

This  moment  hear  and  fear: 
For  if  the  righteous  scarce  escape, 
O,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

144.     lis.         Andrews, 
Gospel  slig-hlers. 
I  ~V7*E  that  have  been  often  invited  to  come 
Jl     To  Heaven's  great  supper,  where  yet 
there  is  room. 
The  voice  of  the  Saviour  now  hear  and  obey; 
O.  bow  to  hi?  ^oop're  wkrle  't>h  caHl'd  to-slar 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  llo 

'2  Your  hearts  do  not  harden,  but  turn  to  the 
Lord, 
Life,  wisdom,  and  pardon,  he'll  freely  afford; 
Abundant  salvation  to  you  shall  be  given, 
And  glory  immortal  shall  crown  you  in  heav'n, 

3  But  if  you  be  hearing  as  by  the  way-side, 
And  die  unconverted,  what  must  you  abide, 
When  at  the  tribunal  of  Jesus  you  stand 

In  wild  consternation,  plac'd  on  his  left  handj 

4  Much  will  be  required  where  much  has  been 

given;  -  [d  riven  % 

Then  gospel  despisers  from  God  shall  be 
And  fix'd  in  the  regions  of  blackest  despair, 
In    torments    more  dreadful    than    heathens 

shall  bear. 

5  While  Sodom,  Gomorrah  and  Sidon  and  Tyre, 
Shall  suffer  in  flames  of  unquenchable  fire, 
A*  sevenfold  vengeance  shall  prey  upon  all 
Who  heard,  but  rejected,  the  sweet  gospel 

call. 
G  Xu  Bibles,  no  preaching,  no  praying  in  hell! 
To  Christ  and  salvation  forever  farewell! 
No  mercy,  no  pardon,  no  offers  of  peace; 
But  justice  and  vengeance,  instead  of  free 

grace! 

7  O,  sinners,  take  warning,  take  warning  in 
time! 
Repenting,  believing,  seek  blessings  divine: 
Be  humble,  be  holy,  be  faithful   to  God; 
Prepare  for  admission   to  his  bright  abode. 

145.    C.  M.        Hart: 
Preparation  for  death.- -^l-M.  xxiv.  11. 
1  "%TAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear. 
▼      Repent! — thy  end  is,  uj«»h! 
U 


Ill  EVANGELICAL    HYlfoS. 

Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far— ' 
Oh,  think  before  thou  die! 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save: 

Thy  sins — how  high  they  mount! 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave] 
How  stands  that  dread  account! 

3  Death  enters — and  there's  no  defence— 

His  time,  there's  none  can  tell: 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven — or  to  hell! 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  chiefest  care, 

Shall  crawling  worms  consume; 
But,  ah!  destruction  stops  not  there — 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day  the  gospel  calls: — to-day. 

Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you: 
Let  every  one  forsake  his  way. 
And  mercy  will  ensue. 

146.     L.  M.         Hyde. 
J\Iy  Spirit  shall  not  always  strive. — Gen.  vi.  3. 
1  C! AY,  sinner^  hath  a  voice  within, 
►3  Oft  whisper d  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urg'd  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  controU 
3  Hath  something  met  thee  in  the  path 
Of  worldlincss  and  vanity, 
And  pointed  to  the  coming  wrath. 

And  warn'd  thee  from  that  wrath  to  flex' 
3  Sinner,  it  was  a  heav'nly  voice, 
It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice. 
And  haste  to  sr;ck  in  Christ  thine  all, 
•1  Spurn  not  the  cail  to  life  and  light; 
Regard  in  time  the  warning  k^ud: 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  115 

That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  slight;. 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

5  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

Witn  harden'd,  self-destroying  man: 
Ye,  who  persist  his  iove  to  grieve, 
ar  his  voice   again. 

6  Sinner — perhaps  this  very  day, 

ipted  time  may  be; 
Oh,  should 'st  tiiou  grieve  him  now  away 
1  hen  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee* 
&7.     S.  M.        Hyde. 
Grieve  not  th?  Spirit. — Eph.  iv.  30. 

1  A  SD  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 
J\.  The  call  of  love  divine: 
Shall  God,  with  tenderness  invite. 

And  gain  no  thought  of  thine.1 

2  Wilt  thou  not  cease  to  grieve 

The  Spirit  from  thy  breast, 
Till  he  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
With  all  thy  sins  oppress'd! 

J  To-day,  a  pard'ning  God 

V\  ill  hear  the  suppliant  pray; 
To-day,  a  Saviour's  cleansing  blood 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away. 
4  But,  grace  so  deany  bought, 
If  yet  thou  wiit  despise, 
Xhy  fearful  doom  with  vengeance  fraught 
Will  fill  thee  with  surprise. 

14ft      L.    ML  HlGINBOTHOM. 

The  night  comtth. — John  ix.  4. 
1     A  WAKE,  awake,  my  sluggish  soul, 
J\.  Awake,  and  view  the  setting  sun: 
See  how  the  shades  of  death  advance, 
Ere  half  the  ta*k  of  life  is  dune 


116  EVANGELICAL    IIYM^. 

3  Death! — 'tis  an  awful,  solemn  sound; 
Oh,  let  it  wake*  the  slumb'ring  ear! 
Apace  the  dreadful  conqueror  comes, 
With  all  his  pale  companions  near. 

3  Thy  drowsy  eyes  will  soon  be  clos'd, — 

Those  friendly  warnings  heard  no  more-; 
Soon  will  the  mighty  Judge  approach, 
E'en  now  he  stands  before  trie  door. 

4  To-day  attend  his  gracious  voice; 

This  is  tne  summons  that  he  sends, 
"Awake, — for  on  this  transient  hour 
Thy  long  eternity  depends." 

149.     C.  M.         Xeedham. 
Summer;  or,  the  sluggard  reproved. — Prov.  vi.  6. 

1  ^EE  how  the  little  toiling  ant 
^  Improves  the  harvest  hours; 

While  summer  lasts,  through  all  her  cells 
The  choicest  stores  she  pours. 

2  Ne'er  be  it  said,  that  toiling  ants 

Lay  up  their  stock  of  grain; 
And  man  neglects  his  great  concern, 
Eternal  life  to  gain. 

3  While  life  remains,  our  harvest  lasts. 

But  youth  of  life's  the  prime; 
This  is  the  season  for  our  work, 
And  this  th'  accepted  time. 

4  "To-day  attend,"  i9  wisdom's  voice: 

"To-morrow,"  folly  cries — 
And  still  to-morrow  'tis — when  O! 
To-day  the  sinner  dies! 

5  When  conscience  speaks,  its  voice  regard. 

'    d  seize  the  present  hour; 
Humbly  implore  the  promis'd  grace. 
And  God  will  give  the  pow'r, 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  117 

150.    7s.         Andrews. 

A  Call  to  Sinners. 
X  CJIXNERS,  now  awake,  awake. 

►-5  All  your  evil  ways  forsake, 

Turn  to  God,  in  Christ  believe. 

And  your  dying  soul  shall  live. 
:^  Jesus  calls  you  by  his  word; 

Will  you  not  his  voice  rerard] 

Will  you  not  incline  your  ear. 

And  his  admonitions  hear] 

3  Jesus  sends  his  Spirit  too,. 
Graciously  to  strive  with  you; 
When  will  you   beg-in  to  feel? 
Are  your  hearts  as  hard  a9  steels 

4  When,  O  when  will  you  be  wise] 
Open  now  your  banned  eyes; 
View  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
Mark  the  threat'nings  of  his  wordv 

5  Siuners.  sinners,  take  th'  alarm, 
WhiLe  the  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm. 
Pours  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 
Saving  ret  els  douui'd  to  die. 

6  O,  improve  this  day  of  grace, 
Lay  to  heart  your  dreadful  ca 
Lest  the  harvest  soon  be  past, 
And  your  souls  be  lost  at  last. 

7  >"ow  the  calls  of  God  obey; 
Do  not  trifle  nor  delay, 
Lest  you  down  in  sorrow  lie; 
Turn,  0  turn!   why  will  you  die] 

151.     C.    vi.  Fawci:tt. 

,   or,  inward  n  I 
I   TJ  l''  '•  •!' ,\    i"   the  chief  concern 
AV  Of  mortal*  here  below; 


i  IS  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 

2  More  needful  this  than  glittering  wealtu: 

Or  aught  the  world  bestows; 
Not  reputation  food  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  Oh,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subduM, 
His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  godly  fear; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

152,    L.  M.        Lee. 
Religion. — Prov.  iv.  7. 

1  fin  EACH  us,  O  Lord,  the  great  concerti. 

JL    To  know  thy  will,  thy  name  to  love; 
Our  duty  from  thy  word  to  learn, 
And  gain  the  wisdom  from  above. 

2  Religion,  richest  blessing  given. 

Fountain  of  all  our  joys  below, 
Bids  mortals  lift  their  eyes  to  heaven, 
In  scenes  of  darkness  and  of  woe. 

3  Religion  must  be  all  in  all, 

Would  we  th'  immortal  prize  obtain 
Retrieve  the  ruins  of  the  fall, 

And  'scape  the  death  of  endless  pain-. 
1  Send  thy  good  Spirit,  I  ord,  we  pray, 
To  sanctify  and  cleanse  our -heart; 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMSS.  119 

>Iay  we  repent,  believe,  obey, 

And  from  thy  service  ne'er  depart*. 

P 

IVaming  to    Youth. 

1  T>  I  blooming  youth,  you  mns£ 

1%.  die,  you  must  die, 

Remember,  blooming  youth,  you  must 
Remember,  blooming   youth,  who  shun  the 
ways  of  truth, 
And  in  your  follies  boast,  you  must  die, 
you  must  die. 

2  Uncertain  are  your  days,  here  below,  &c. 

Uncertain  are,  &c.  [ways 

Uncertain  are  your  days,  for  God  lias 
To  bring  you  to  your  graves  here  below,  <kc, 
13  To-morrow  you  may  die,  and  be  lost,  &c. 
To-morrow  you,  &c.  .  lie, 

To-morrow,  you  may  die,  and  down  ii 
To  weep,  lament,  and  cry  in  despair,  -Vc. 
4  And  if  you  travel  down  the  broad  road,  &c. 
And  if  you,  &c. 
And    if   you    travel    down,  you   meet  God's 
righteous  frown,  [road 

ail    that    travel    down    the  I 

3  Before  the  Judgment  seat  you  must  stand,  £:c. 

Before  the,  &x\  [millions  meet, 

Before    the   judgment  seat,   when 

To    hear    your    righteous    lute,    you    must 
stand,  &c. 
C  The  God  who  built  the  sky,  great  I  AV 
The  God  who,  { 
The  ( loci  who  built  the  sky,  has  said, and  can- 
lie, 


120  EVANGELICAL    IIVM^. 

7  Then,  O  young friends,don't  you  I  entreat,Az:c. 

Then,  0  young,  6cc.  [ways  pursue, 

Then,  O  young  friends,  don't  you    in  godly 

Your  precious  souls  1'  undo,  I  entreat,  &c. 

8  But  to  the  Saviour  flee, — 'scape  for  life,&c. 

Bui  to  the,  &c. 
But  tc  the  Saviour  flee,  lest  death  eternal  b? 
lour  awful  destiny — 'scape  for  life!  &cv 
154.    L.  M. 
Wari'iv.g  to  youth. 

1  "VTE  lovely  bands  of  blooming  youth, 

X     Warn'd  by  the  voice  of  heav'nly  trutlj, 
Kow  yield  to  Christ  ycur  youthful  prime, 
With  all  your  talents  and  your  time. 

2  Think  on  your  end — nor  thoughtless  say, 
"I'M  put  far  off  the  evil  day;" 

Ah!   not  a  moment's  in  your  pow'r, 
And  death  stands  ready  at  the  door. 

3  Eternity! — how  near  it  rolls! 
Count  the  vast  value  of  your  souis! 
Beware!  and  count  the  awful  cost, 

What  they  have  gain'd  whose  souls  are  lo^; 

4  Pride,  sinful  pleasures,  lusts  and  snares, 
Beset  your  hearts,  your  eyes,  your  ears — 
Take  the  alarm-— the  danger  fly! 

Lord,  save  mc!  be  your  earnest  cry. 
155.     L.  M.        Cow  per. 
V(  t  ?  ity  of  th  e  Wo  rid. 

1  fipHE  joy  that  vain  amusements  give, 

A    To  him  who  thoughtless  sports  and  sings^, 
Is  like  the  honey  of  a  hive, 

VThen  guarded  by  a  thousand  stings. 

2  'Tis  thus  the  world  rewards  the  fools 

Who  live  upon  her  treacherous  smiley 


EVANGELICAL    TIYMXS.  121 

She  leads  them  blindfold,  by  her  rules, 
And  ruins  all  whom  she  beguiles. 

3  'Tis  thus  that  thousands  hasten  down 

From  pleasure  into  endless  woe; 
And  with  a  long-  despairing  groan, 
Blaspheme  their  !\iaker  as  they  go. 

4  AYarn'd  by  their  woes,  may  we  be  wise, 

Delighting  in  a   Saviour's  cLa: 
Then  God  will  take  us  to  the  iki 
Embrac'd  in  everlasting  a: 

150.    C.  M.         Logan. 
Job  xiv.  2. 
1  ^1  AY  is  thy  mornii.g; — Mattering  hope 
VX  Thy  sprightly  step  attends: 
But  soon  the  tempest  howis  behind,, 
the  dark  night  descends! 
'2  Before  its  splendid  hour,  the  cloud 
Corses  o'er  the  beam  of  light; 
A  pilgrim  in  a  weary  land, 
Alan  tarries  but  a  night! 
3  Determin'd  are  the  days  that  fly 
recessive  o'er  thy  head; 
The  nnmber'd  hour  is  on  the  wing, 
That  lays  thee  with  the  dead. 
L.  M.         Watts. 

Advice  to   Youth, — Ecc.  xii.  1,7.    Isa.  lxv.  20. 

NOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  hlood, 
Remember  your  Creal 
Behold  t!  •  rome  hast'ning  on, 

\  ou  shall  say,  "My  joys  arc  gm 
:2  Behold  tl  oner  g^es, 

n  with  guilt  and  heai  y  woes, 
-  of  the  d< 
.  on  his  headj 


12'2  EVANGELICAL    IIVMXS. 

3  The  dnst  returns  to  dust  again; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name; 
Teach  n-.c  to  know  how  frail  I  am; 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

158.  L.  M:         Watts. 

Z,ife  is  the  day  of  grace  and  kope.-Ecc.  ix.  4-6, 10. 

1  ]"    IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  T.ord, 
JLi  The  time  to  insure  the  great  reward; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  I  ife  is  the  hcur  that  God  hath  giv'n, 
To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav'n; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die*, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie: 

Their  menVry  and  their  sense  is  gone* 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  pursue, 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

5  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

159.  L.  31.         Dwigkt. 

Life  the  only  accepted  time, — Psalm  88. 
1  "^l^illLE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light,  ( 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given; 


I:\.\NGELICAL    IIYMX3.  123 

But  soon,  ah  soon!   approaching  night 
-hall  blot  out  every  'ope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  Mess'd  the  day! 

'■  I -^  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound! 
"Come  sinner,  haste,  0!  h^ste  away, 
While  yej;  a  pard'ning  God  he's  found/* 

3  Soon,  home  on   time*-  g, 

Shall  death  cc:  rave.. 

Before  his  bar  your  spirits  hrinrr, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear,  or  save. 

4  In   that  lone  land  of  deeo  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise,: 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies.. 
§  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom, 
In  those  forgetful  realms  appear, 
Deep  sorrows  fill  the  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 
%  While  God  invites,  how  bless'd  the  day! 
How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound! 
Come  sinners,  haste,  O!   haste  away. 
While  yet  a  pard'ning  God  lie's  found. 
160.     L.  M. 
Behold  I  stand  at  the  door. — Rev.  iii.  20. 
I   "13  E HOLT)  a  stranger  at  the  door! 
J3  He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  bo. 
Hath  waited  long — is  waiting  still; 
You  treat  no  ot    er  friend  so  ill. 
I  Oh,  lovely  attitude!   he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and   loaded  hands! 
Oh.  matchless  kindness!  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes! 

He  will;  the  very  friend  you  need; 


121  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

The  friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He. 
With  garments  dy'd  on  Calvary. 
4    Rise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine, 
enemy  and  thine, 
That  s  ml-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  it t  the  heavenly  stranger  in„ 
§  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn*, 
ills  feet  departed  ne'er  return; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  Land^ 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 
161.    C.  M. 
The  Saviour  knocking. 

1  A  3Vf  AZJNG  sight,  the  Saviour  standi 
-TjL   And  knocks  at  every  door! 

Te.j  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands 
To  satisfy  the  poor. 

2  "Behold,"  he  saith,  "I  bleed  and  dik 

"To  oring  you  to  my  rest:  — 
"Hear,  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 
"And  be  forever  bless'd. 

3  "Will  you  despise  my  bleeding  iove, 

"And  choose  the  way  to  hell! 
"Or  in  the  glorious   realms  above, 
"With  me  forever  dwell! 

4  "Not  to  condemn  your  wretched  race 

"Have  I  in  judgment  come; 
"But  to  display  unbounded  grace, 
"And  bring"  lost  sinners  home. 
.$  "Will  you  go  down  to  endless  nighty 
"And  bear  eternal  pain! 
"Or  in   the  glorious  realms  of  light 
"Wit  ever  reign! 

&"3ay, — will  you  hear  my  gracious  voice, 
"And  have  your  sins  forgiven? 


LVAXGELICAL    HY3Cfc.  12G 

Or  will  you  make  that  wretched  choice, 
"And  bar  your  souls  from  heaven?" 
10*2.     C.  M.         Cowper. 

J\bw  is  the  accepted  time. 

1  IVTOW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 
ll    O  sinner,  come  away; 

The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door, 
Arise  without  delay. 

2  Oh!  don't  reiiise  to  give  him  room, 

Lest  mercy  should  withdraw: 
He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come 
To  execute  his  law. 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be, 

If  destitute  of  grace, 
When  you  your  iniur'd   Judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face? 

4  Oh!  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight,' 

How  would   you  wish  to   lly 
To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night, 
From  that  all-searching  eye! 

5  The  dead  awak'd  must  all  appear, 

And  you  amoi  g  them   stand, 
Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 
Arraigned  at  Christ's  left  hand. 
163.    S.  M.        Dobell. 
Behold,  now  is  the  accepted  time. — 2  Cor.  vi.  fe 

1  ~IV["0^'  is  th'  accepted  tin 

JL  l    Now  is  the  day  of  grace; 
-Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accep' 

The  lis  to-day; 

To-morrow  it  too  late^; 

Then  why  should  you  delay. 


126  EVATVGELIOAL    HYMN?. 

-3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
The  gospel  bids  you  come; 
And   every  promise  in  his  word 
Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

\nd  feast  them  with  thy  love, 
Then  will  the  angels  clap  their  wings. 
And  bear  the  news  above. 

5  At  length  around  thy  throne 

They  shall  thy  lace  behold; 
While  through  eternity  they  II  strive 
Their  raptures  to  Unfold. 

161.    C.  Al.         Steele, 
The  Saviour's  invitation. — John  vii.  37. 

1  f|^iIE  Saviour  cails — let  every  ear 

JL      Vttend  the   heavenly  sound; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
pe  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  neart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  now, 
Ana  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 

To  banish  mortal  woe. 
•8  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise 

To  ease  your  every  pain, 
(Immortal  fountain!   full  supplies!) 

IS  or  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 
4  Ye  sinners,  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice, 

The  gracious  call  obey; 
3Iercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys, 

And  can  you  yet  de 
S>  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts. 

To  tbce  let  sinner 
And  '•  bliss  thy  love  impart* 

And  drink,  and  never  die, 


EVANGELICAL    HYTiys.  121? 

103.      P.   M.  PlIIPPARD. 

God  reaso  ring  with  men. — Isa.  i.  IS. 

1  ~\^E  ski  siciv  souls  draw  near, 

i      \nd  banquet  with  your  King, 
His  royal  bounty  share, 

And  loud  hosannas  sing: 
Here  mercy  reigns,  here  peace  abound* 
Here's  blood  to  heai  your  dreadful  woun 

2  Here's  clothing  for  the  poor, 

Here's  contort  for  the  weak. 
Here's  strength  for  tempted  sjuIs, 

And  cordials  for  the  sick — 
Here's  all  a  soul  can  want  or  need. 
Laid  up  in  Christ,  tne  living  head. 

3  But  may  a  soul  like  mine, 

All  stain'd  with  guilt  and  blood, 
Approach  the  throne  of  grace, 

And  converse  hold  with  God? 
Yes!  Jesus  calls; — Come,  sinners  come, 
In  mercy's  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

4  He's  on  a  throne  of  grace. 

And  waits  to  answer  pray'r; 
What  though  thy  sin  and  guilt 

Like  crimson  doth  appear, 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  thy  woes. 
6  Oh  wondrous  love  and  grace — 
Did  Jesus  die  for  me! 
Were  all  my  num'rous  debts 

Discharged  on  Calvary? 
Yes,  Jesus  died — the  work  is  done- 
He  did  for  all  my  sins  atone. 
6  On  earth  I'll  sing  hs  love- 
in  heav'n  I  too  -shall  jo5s 


129  EVANGELICAL    IIV3IX^. 

The  ransom'd  of  the  Lord, 

In  accents  all  divine; 
And  see  my  Saviour  face. to  face, 
And  ever  dwell  in  his  embrace. 
166.     8,  7. 
Matthew 

HARK,  what  sounds  are  these  so  pleasing! 
dinners  wipe  the  falling  tear; 
Love  divine,  and  never  ceasing-, 
Speaks,  let  every  sinner  hear. 

2  "Come  to  me  all  ye  that  labor, 

Heavy  laden  sinners  come;" 
None  more  welcome  to  the  Saviour 
Than  the  guilty  and  undone. 

3  Hear  the  kind  Redeemer  press  you, 

Cease  to  heave  the  plaintive  sigh, 
Let  not  guilt  or  fear  depress  you; 
Come  and  ye  shall  never  die. 

4  Come  with  contrite  hearts,  and  wonder 

How  such  mercy  you  withstood; 
ParchM  with  thirst,  and  starv'd  with  hunger. 
Fill  your  souls  with  heav'nly  food. 

5  If  by  sin,  and  sore  temptation 

You  are  weary  and  oppress'd, 
Here  the  Saviour's  invitation, 

"Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest/' 

6  Let  not  guilty  hesitation 

Keep  you  from  a  heavenly  feast, 
Meet  the  gracious  invitation, 

Come,  and  Christ  will  give  you  rest. 
167.     L.  M.  LYER. 

Jer.  xxxi.  lc — 
1  "OETURTn,  ('wanderer,  return, 
M\  And  seek  aji  injiur'd  Father's  face 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  129 

Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace* 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  father's  melting  heart; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 

His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  sma*t. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear; 
*Tis  God  who  says,  "No  longer  mourn,*' 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

168.    9,  7,  4.        Allen. 

Expostulation  and   Warning. 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above! 
Every  sentence — O,  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love; 

Listen  to  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 
2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  Kiug  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel  sinner — " Pardon, 
"Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

How  important! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name! 

r empted  souls,  they  bring  you  succour; 
Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears: 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears: 

Tender  heralds — 
Chose  away  the  falling  tears. 

r 


130  EVANGELICAL    HY3IXS 

4  False  professors,  grov'ling  worldlings, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word, 
While  the  messengers  address  you, 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford; 

We  entreat  you, 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford .. 

5  Who  hath  our  report  believed! 

Who  received  the  joyful  word! 
Who  embrac'd  the  news  of  pardon,^ 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord? 

Can  you  slight  it — 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord! 

(J  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 
\V  aiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear,  without  delay. 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

169.    L.  M. 

Invitation  to  Youth. 
1  FTMO-DAY,  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice, 
JL     Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice. 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go! 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no! 
^2  Ye  wand'ring  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  be  forever  blessM? 
Will  you  be  sav'd  from  sin  and  hell? 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell! 

3  Come  now,  dear  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
Come,  go  with  us,  end  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ  s  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name— 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same— 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  134 

Say,  will  you  to  .Mount  Zion  go! 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 
5  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glittering  toys, 
Come,  share  with  us  eternal  joys; 
Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell? 
Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell* 
170.     8.  -U.  Doddridge. 

James  iv.  13,  14. 
1  rilO-MORROvr,  Lord,  is  thine, 
X.    Lodg'd  in  thy  sovereign  hand; 
And,  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 
s2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away; 
O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise. 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken,  by  thy  almighty  power. 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care; 

O,  be  it  still  pursuM; 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renew'd. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

Su  ift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beam  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

171.    C.  31.         Montgomery. 

The  Soul.— Mark  viii.  :<6. 
1  "17J7~HAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price> 
▼  ▼     The  whole  creation  round! 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  whjch  i/i  Christ  is  found* 


J 32  EVANGELICAL   HYMNS. 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath— 
That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death. 
Heaven  s  oops  to  give  it  life. 
&  God,  to  redeem  it,  did  not  spare 
His  well  beloved  Son; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deign'd  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

%  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 
Tn  earthen  vessels  frail! 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
'ill  flesh  and  spirit  fail] 
a  1  'en  let  us  gather  round  the  crosjs, 
hat  knowledge  to  obtain; 
Not  I  y  tie  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 

172.     L.   31.        C.  Wesley. 
I  vifatiou  to  Sinners. — Matt.  xxii.  4. 
JINNERS,  obey  the  gospel  word, 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  your  Lord; 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day, 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 
£  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  his  late  returning  son; 
Ready  the  gracious  Saviour  stands, 
Ai      spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands, 

3  Ready  the    Spirit  from  above, 
To  nil  the  sinful  heart  with  love; 
T'  apply  and  witness  Jesus'  blood, 
Ana  wash  and  seal  you  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  bless'd  estate; 

oir  harps  by  which  they  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace , 


ST 


EVANGELICAL   HTXHB.  133 

JS  Come,  then,  ye  sinners,  to  the  Lord, 
To  happiness  in  Christ  restor'd; 
His  profFer'd  benefits  embrace. 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace. 

173.     C.  M.         Jones. 

The  successful  resolve:    "I  will  go  in  unto  th# 
King." — Esther  iv. 

1  /^OME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  J>n 
V^   A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress \k 

And  make  this  last  resolve: 

2  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

8  i; Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throng, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess; 
I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  ••I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach. 
Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touc.U— 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

o  "Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea; 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer 
But  if  I  perish,  I   will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

G  c:I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolv'd  to   try; 
For  if  I  st:*y  away,  I  ka£** 
I  must  iie«*" 


134  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

174.      ?s. 

If  I  perish,  I  perish. — Esther  iv.  10. 

1  TF  I  perish  I  will  go, 

J.  ;  to  the  Saviour's  feet: 

Here  his  favour  he'll  bestow, 
Here  1  may  forgiveness  meet. 

2  If  T  perish,  I  will  go; 

He  perhaps  may  pity  me: 
Unbelief  still  iiswers — no, 
He  will  not  a  wretch  like  th< 

3  If  I  perish,  I  will  go; 

Though  Vm  lost,  I  can  but  try; 
Should  he  mercy  never  show, 
Begging  I  will  live  and  die. 

4  If  I  perish,  T  must  own 

God  is  just  to  banish  me; 
But  Pit  venture  near  his  throne*- 
For  his  pardons  are  all  free. 

o  If  I  perish — stay  my  fears; 
Can  I  perish  at  his  feet, 
Who  to  pay  my  great  arrears. 
Died  and  lives  my  advocate* 
0  Dearest  Saviour,  let  me  live, 

'i  retch  thy  sceptre  out  to  me; 
All  my  sins,  though  great,  forgive; 
Speak  the  word,  and  set  me  free. 
175.    ^s. 

Matthew  xi. 

I  #^OME,  ye  weary  sinners,  come, 
*         •  ;I.  who  feel  your  heavy  load< 

■  •  ■ 

s'd, 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call; 


EVANGELICAL    IIIMNS.  l35- 

^Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest; 
Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 

2  Jesus, — full  of  truth  and  love, 

We  thy  kindest  call  obey, 
Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove, 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away, 
Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife*- 
Weary  of  ourselves  ana  sin, 

Weary  of  a  wretched  life. 
-3  Burden'd  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burden'd  with  cmr  sinful  load, 
Burden'd  with  this  unbelief, 

Burden'd  with  the  wrath  of  God* 
Lo,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  thoil  art; 
Now  our  weary  souls  release, 

Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 

176.    8,  7,  4.        Haitt. 
Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus  Christ. — Isa.  lv.  L 

1  ^tOME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched. 
V-^  Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity,  love  and  power- 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing;  doubt  eo  morei 

2  Ho!  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome 

God's  free  bounty  glorify: 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance^ 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh-* 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger. 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream: 


136  EVANGELICAL   IIY3IXS 

AJ1  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him; 

This  he  gives  you; 
^Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 
4  Come,  ye  weary ,.  heavy  laden, 

Brtiis'd  and  mangled  by  the  falfe. 
If  you  tarry,  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all. 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo!  your  Maker  prostrate  lies£ 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him; 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies; 

"It  is  finish'd!" 
Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice? 
€f  Lo!  th'  incarnate  God  ascended^ 
Pleads  the  merits  of  his  bloody 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly r 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude; 

None  but  Jesus 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

T  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert* 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb; 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  hi^name: 

Hallelujah! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same-. 

177.    P„  JVL        Newton. 
Inviting* 
I  ©INNER,  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
b^  He  now  is  passing  by, 
He  has  seen  thy  grievous  thrall^ 
And  heard  thv  mournful  cry 


EVANGELICAL    HY3IXS.  137 

He  has  pardons  to  impart, 

Grace  to  save  thee  from  thy  feat$ 

See  the  love  that  fills  his  heart,, 
And  wipes  away  thy  tears. 

2  Why  art  thou  afraid  to  comer 

And  tell  him  all  thy  case! 
He  will  not  pronounce  thy  doomr 

Nor  frown  thee  from  his  face. 
Wilt  thou  fear  Irmnanuel] 

Wilt  thou  dread  the  Lamb  of  Godr 
Who,  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell, 

Has  shed  his  precious  blood] 

3  Think,  how  on  the  cross  he  hung", 

Pierc'd  with  a  thousand  wounds; 
Hark!  from  each,  as  with  a  tongue v 

The  voice  of  pardon  sounds! 
See,  from  all  his  bursting  veins, 

Blood  of  wond'rous  virtue  flow> 
Shed  to  wash  away  thy  stains, 

And  ransom  thee  from  woe. 

4  Though  his  majesty  be  great, 

His  mercy  is  no  less; 
Though  he  thy  transgressions  hate,- 

He  feels  for  thy  distress. 
8y  himself  the  Lord  has  sworn 

He  delights  not  in  thy  deattr; 
But  invites  thee  to  return, 

That  thou  may'st  live  by  faith. 
9  Raise  thy  downcast  eyes,  and  see 

What  throngs  his  throne  surround*/' 
These,  though  sinners  once  like  thee; 

Have  full  salvation  found. 
Yield  not  then  to  unbelief, 

W  hile  he  says  "there  yet  is  room^ 
Though  of  sinners  thou  art  chief^ 

£tfnce.  Jesus  calls  thee,  come. 


138  EVANGELICAL    TTYMNg. 

178.     L.  JUL 
The  pressure  of  sin. 

1  ^\H,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gon^ 
\J  Oh  that  T  could  at  last  submit,  J  > 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  me  down, 

To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  When  shall  mine  eyes  behold  the  lamb,, 

The  God  of  my  salvation  seel 
Weary,  \>  Lord,  thou  know'st  I  am, 
Yet  still  I  cannot  come  to  thee. 

3  Rest  for  my  soul  T  long  to  find; 

Saviour,  if  mine  indeed  thou  art,  * 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

4  I  would  (but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r) 

My  heart  were  from  its  sins  released: 
Oh,  let  me  see  that  happy  hour, 

'Twill  fill  my  soul  with  heav'nly  peace. 
§  Oome,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 
Let  not  my  Jesus  long  delay, 
Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  I  pray. 
179.    C.  M.        Brown. 
Imploring  mercy. — Luke  xviii.  13. 

1  X    ORD,  at  thy  feet  in  dust  T  lie, 
JLi    And  knock  at  mercy's  door; 
With  huiiihle  heart  a?id  weeping  eye^ 

Thy  favor  I  implore. 

2  On  me,  O  Lord,  do  thou  display 

Thy  rich  forgiving  love; 
Oh  take  my  heinous  iruilt  away, 
heavy  load  remove. 

3  Without  thy  grace,  T  sink  oppressed 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMX5-.  130 

*Oli  give  my   troubled  spirit  rest. 
And  all  my  tears  dispel. 
I  'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  J  implore, 
Oh  may  tLy   bowels  move; 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 
3  Should  I  at  last  in  heav'n  appear, 
To  join  thy  sakits  above; 
I'll  shout  that  mercy  brought  me  there; 
.  siug  thy  bleeding  love. 

l^u.     L.  31.         Cl.nmck. 
SccJcing  pardon, — Ps.  xxvii.  8. 
1  T    ORD,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall, 
JLi  Oppressed  with  fears  to  thee  I  calif" 
Reveal  thy  pardoning-  love  to  me. 
And  set  my  captive  spirit  free. 
3  Hast  thou  not  said,  "seek  ye  my  face!" 
The  invitation  I  embrace; 
I'll  seek  thy  face;   thy  .Spirit  give; 
Oh  let  me  see  thy  face,  and  live. 
3  I'll  wait,  perhaps  my  Lord  may  coined 
If  back  I  turn,  hell  is  my  doom; 
And   begging  in    his  way.  I'll   lie 
Till  the  sweet  hour  he  passeth  by. 
1  I'll  seek  his  face  with  cries  and  tears; 
With  secret  sighs  and   fervent  prayers; 
And  if  not  heard,  I'll  waiting  ^:t, 
And  perish  at  my  Saviour's  i"cct. 

t  thou,  Lord,  see  ail  my  pain, 
bid  me  seek  thy  face  in   vain? 
Thou  wilt  not,  canst  not,  me  deceive, 
»oul  that  seeks  thy   face  shall  live. 
6  "Then  venture,  O  my  soul,  in  prayeflg 
n  perish  pleading  her* 


140  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

The  blood  of  Christ,  that  crimson  sea,-' 
"Shall  wash  my  load  of  guilt  away.'' 

181.  L.  M. 

Prayer  of  a  Penitent. — Ps.  vi. 

1  /^\H  that  the  Lord  would  hear  my  cry,- 
V^F   And  stay  his  anger,  lest  I  die! 
Thy  wrath  is  just — yet  O  forgive'. 

And  let  a  mourning  sinner  live. 

2  In  all  my  frame,  without,  within, 
I  feel  the  sad  effects  of  sin; 

How  long,  my  God,  must  I  complain^ 
And  deprecate  thy  wrath  in  vain] 

3  Oh,  should  I  die  depriv'd  of  thee! 
What  being  else  can  succour  me? 

Thy  frowns  would  rend  my  soul  in  deaths 
And  sink  it  to  the  depths  beneath. 

4  Ye  darling  sins,  that  plague  me  so, 
The  greatest  enemies  I  know, 

Depart — for  God  hath  heard  my  prayer^ 
And  will  not  let  me  long  despair. 

5  No;  I  shall  yet  his  goodness  bless; 
And  when  this  transient  life  shall  pass*? 
Then,  full  of  glory,  I  shall  prove 

He  can  be  just,  and  sinners  love* 

182.  L.  31. 
The  sinner's  prayer. 

i  "Y\T**^T'  graci°us  Lord,  when  shall  it  fit 
▼  T     That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee; 

The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 

The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love? 
2  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find, 

And  cast  the  world  and  flesh  behind?" 

A  helpless  soul,  I  come  to  thee, 

"With  only  sin  and  misery? 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS,  141 

3  Lord,  I  am  sick,  my  sickness  cure; 

I  want,  do  thou  enrich  the  poor; 

Under  thy  mighty  hand  I  stoop, 

Oh  lift  the  abject  sinner  up. 
1  Lord,  I  am  blind,  be  thou  my  sight; 

Behold  I'm  weak,  be  thou  my  mightj, 

A  helper  of  the  helpless  be, 

And  Let  me   find  my  all  in  thee. 
183.    C.  Bf.        Steele. 
Absence  from  God. 

1  /^kH  thou,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
V^F  Contrition's  humble  sigh; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 

From  sorrow's  weeping  eye! 

2  See!  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace,. 

A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn; 
Hast  thou  not  bid   me  seek  thy  face? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  return.1 

3  Absent  from  thee,  my  guide,  my  light* 

Without  one  cheering  ray; 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night. 
How  desolate  my  way! 

4  Oh  shine  on  this  benighted  hearty 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

0  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 

i'4'hts  which  never   cloy; 
Be  ti.is  my  solace  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy! 

1-1.     7s.  Hammond. 

Pc  — Cant.  ii.  5. 

1  |^1  R  S  Lord  im  line  thine  ear, 


142  EVANGELICAL    IIYMNs. 

Sore  distress^!  with  guilt  am  I3- 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Wealth  aud  honour  1  disdain; 
Earthly  comforts  all  are  vain^ 
These  can  cever  satisfy, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

3  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  take  away  my  guilt; 
Mourning  at  thy  feet  I  lie, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die, 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 

I  am  nothing  else  hut  sin; 
I  to  thee  for  mercy  fly, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  1  die. 

5  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost; 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  trust; 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

6  Oh,  my  God,  what  shall  I  say! 
Take,  O  take  my  sins  away; 
Jesus'  blood  to  me  apply, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

7  Does  the  Father  seem  to  frown* 
I  take  shelter  in  the  Son; 
Jesus,  to  thine   arms  I  fly, 
Save  me,  Lord,  or  else  I  die. 

185.    C.  AI.        Strong. 
The  sinner's  complaint. 

1  T    OXG  have  I  walk'd  this  dreary  road, 
JLi    Beset  with  darkness  round; 

JVor  seen,  nor  heard  a  smiling  God, 
ZSor  one  bright  moment  found. 

2  Others,  who  once  did  join  my  speech. 

f\^d  mourn'd  in  paiaful  lay. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  143 

Now,  mounting  up  with  rapture,  stretchy 
To  seize  a  heav'nly  day. 
3- Far  left  behind  to  feel  my  woe, 
With  harden'd  heart  to  groan, 
Each  pray'r,  each  struggle  sinks  me  low, 
Each  breath  repeats  my  moan. 

4  The  lengthen'd  day,  the  gloomy  night, 

Draw  fast  the  bands  of  grief: 
Sometimes  despair  o'ercloutis  my  sight, 
And  says,  "there's  no  relief." 

5  Then  conscience  thunders,  Sinai  flames— 

I  try  again  to  rise; 
The  trial  fails,  and  conscience  blames 
My  pray'rs,  my  tears,  my  cries. 

6  'Tis  thus  perplex'd,  forlorn,  a;.d  lost, 

I  spend  my  weary  days; 
No  Jesus  comes;  my  hopes  are  cross 'c^ 
While  others  sing  and  praise. 
1-6.     L.  M.        Stkoxg. 
God's  answer. 

1  OINNER,  behold  I've  heard  thy  groan, 
£5  I  know  thy  heart,  thy  life  IVe  known; 
I've  seen  thy  hope  from  grace  proclaim 'd., 
Thy  trembling  fear  when  Sinai  flam'd. 

2  To  me,  the  mighty  God,  attend. 
In  me,  behold  the  sinner's  friend; 
'Twas  I  who  gave  thy  conscience  voice, 
Thou  hast  oppos'd  by  sinful  choice. 

3  Think  not  to  bribe  my  sovereign  grace, 
Nor  move  me  by  a  sorrowing  face; 

'Tis  thine  own  heart  makes  grace  delay. 
And  hides  a  parxTning  glorious  day. 

4  Mov'd  by  thy  fear  and  not  by  love, 
Thy  daily  pray'rs  are  sent  at 


'144  EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS. 

Thou  hast  not  wishM  ray  will  to  meet* 
Nor  lain  submissive  at  my  feet. 

5  Should  thy  proud  will  at  length  submit. 
With  holy  sorrow  deeply  smit, 

Thy  voice  would  be  the  first  to  say, 
I'm  glorious  in  this  long  delay. 

6  Stay,  sinner,  cease  my  grace  to  chide, 
Nor  think  thy  moan  such  sin  can  hide; 
Delay  no  more,  repent  and  live, 

Or  meet  the  death  my  wrath  must  give. 
187.    L.  M. 
A  sinner  submitting-  to  God. 
1  X^J7"EARY  of  struggling  with  my  pain, 
Jr      Hopeless  to  burst  this  sinful  chain, 
At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 
X}  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease — 
God  that  creates  must  seal  my  peace; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  I  share. 

3  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal; 
I  see  my  sin  but  do  not  feel; 
Nor  shall  I  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 
And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 

4  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give, 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive; 
Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign, — 
To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine. 

188.     L.  M.        Cruttenden. 
Confession  and  Sttbmission. 
I  T  OWN  my  guilt,  my  sins  confess; 
X  Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more) 
Of  crimes  already  iUimberless, 
Yftin  the  attomot  to  swett  the.  score 


EVANGELICAL   fflM.  14a 

2  Were  the  black  list  before  my  sight, 

While  I  remember  thou  hast  died, 
'Twill  only  urge  my  speedier  flight* 
To  seek  salvation  at  thy  side. 

3  Low  at  thy  feet  I'll  cast  me  down, 

To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear, 
And,  if  thou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne, 
I'll  be  the  first  who  perish'd  there. 
189.    S.  M. 
The  simier  cured. — John  v.  2 — 9. 

1  T>ESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
J3  Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  a  sinful  sod 

Had  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  The  voice  of  one  unknown, 

Advancing  where  he  lay, 

Bespoke  him  in  a  gentle  tone, 

And  thus  it  seem'd  to  say; 

3  "Poor,  sinful,  dying  soul, 

Why  linger  here  and  die? 
Only  consent  to  be  made  whole, 
You  need  no  longer  lie. 

4  "The  Saviour  passing  by, 

Well  knows  your  sinking  state, 
And  while  the  Saviour  is  so  nigh, 
The  sinner  need  not  wait." 

5  That  voice  dispell'd  the  charm, 

His  fatal  slumbers  broke; 
He  saw  his  sins  with  fresh  alarm, 
And  fear'd  the  vengeful  stroke. 

<f  Unable  to  endure, 

He  call'd  fur  aid  divine — 
The  great  Physician  wrought  the  cure* 
That  guiity  soul  was  minv; 


146  EVANGELICAL    H?KN9. 

190.     L.  M,        Kelly. 
The  voice  of  mercy. 

1  T  HEAR   a  voice  that  comes  from  farj 
J.   From  Calvary  it  sounds  abroad; 

It  soothes  my  soul,  and  calms  my  fear: 
It  speaks  of  pardon  bought  with  Wood. 

2  And  is  it  true,  that  many  fly 

The  sound  that  bids  my  soul  rejoioe; 
And  rather  choose  in  sin  to  die, 
Than  turn  an  ear  to  mercy's  voice! 

3  Alas,  for  those! — the  day  is  near, 

When  mercy  will  be  heard  no  more; 
Then  will  they  ask  in  vain  to  hear 
The  voice  they  would  not  hear  before. 
1  With  such,  I  own,  I  once  appear'd, 

But  now  I  know  how  great  their  loss; 
For  sweeter  sounds  were  never  heard, 
Than  mercy  utters  from  the  cross. 
5  But  let  me  not  forget  to  own, 

That  if  I  differ  aught  from  those, 
*Tis  due  to  sovereign  grace  alone, 
That  oft  selects  its  proudest  foes 
191.     C.  31.         Collyer. 
Herein  is  love. — 1  John  iv.  10. 

1  "%7"E  saints  assist  me  in  my  song — 

JL     Let  all  your  passions  move; 
To  Jesus  all  the  notes  belong — 
I  sing  redeeming  love. 

2  Opposing  spirits  'gainst  his  crosr. 

Their  force  united  prove; 
But  quit  the  field  with  mighty  loss. 
Crush'd  by  redeeming  love. 

3  Around  the  circle  <  I   hi>  friends 

His  tender  passions  move: 


EVANGELICAL    HYttXS.  \A\ 

And  while  he  liv'd  his  constant  theme 
Was  still  redeeming  love. 
4  Gently  he  rais'd  his  sacred  hands. 
Before  his  last  remove: 
And  the  last  whispers  of  his  tongue, 
Sigh'd  forth  redeeming  love. 
6  Through  life's  wide  waste,  with  weary  fee*' 
In  darkness  I  may  rove; 
But  never  can  my  heart  forget 
Redeeming,  dying  love. 
G  Oh,  that  before  his  sacred  throne* 
1  all  its  sweets  may  prove; 
ill  as  my  pleasures  rise,  my  song 
bhall  be  redeeming  love. 

192.      L.  M.         Cowper, 
The  new  convert  humbled. 

THE  new-born  child  of  gospel  grace, 
Like  some  fair  tree  when  summer's  nigh 
Beneath  Immanuel's  shining  face, 
Lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 

'4  No  fear  he  feels,  he  sees  no  foes; 
No  conflict  yet  his  faith  employs; 
Nor  has  he  learnt  to  whom  he  owea 
The  strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 

3  But  sin  soon  darts  its  cruel  sting, 

And  comforts  sink  from  day  to  day: 

What  seern'd  his  own,  a  self-fed  spring. 

Proves  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 

4  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  host\ 

The  Lord  soon  made  his  numbers  less, 
And  said — lest  T9rael  vainly  boast — 
:y  arm  procur'd  me  this  SUCcei 
T>  Thus  will  he  bring  our  spirits  down. 
And  draw  pur  ebbing  comfu* 


148  EVANGELICAL   HYMN'S. 

That,  sav'd  by  grace,  but  not  our  own. 
We  may  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe. 
193.     C.  M.  Newton. 

The  new  convert  humbled. 
1     A  NXIOUS,  I  strove  to  find  the  way, 
jLjL  Which  to  salvation  led; 
I  listen'd  long,  1  tried  to  pray, 
And  heard  what  many  said. 
;?  When  some  of  joys  and  comforts  told , 
I  fear'd  that  I  was  wrong; 
For  I  was  stupid,  dead,  and  cold, 
Had  neither  joys  nor  song. 

3  The  Lord  my  lab 'ring  heart  reliev'd^ 

And  made  my  burden  light; 
Then  for  a  moment  I  believ'd, 
And  thought  that  all  was  right. 

4  Of  fierce  temptatior.s  others  talk'd, 

Of  anguish  and  dismay; 
Through  what  distresses  they  had  walk'd 
Before  they  found  the  way. 

5  Ah!  then  I  thought  my  hopes  were  vain; 

For  J  had  liv'd  at  ease; 
I  wish'd  for  all  my  fears  again, 
To  make  me  more  like  these. 

6  I  had  my  wish,  the  Lord  disclos'd 

The  evils  of  my  heart; 
And  left  my  naked  soul  expos'd 
To  Satan's  nery  dart. 

7  Alas!  I  cried  in  deep  despair, 

Borne  down  with  fearful  pain! 
How  can  T  these  fierce  terrors  beaiu        l 
And  who  will  now  sustain! 
$  Again  my   Saviour  brought  me  aitl3 
A«d  when  he  set  me  free* 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  HO 

•Trust  simply  on  my  word,"  he  said, 
•;And  leave  the  rest  to  me." 

194.  S.  If.        Cowper. 
Warning  against  backsliding: 

I  T>EWARE  of  Peter's  word, 
JD  Nor  confidently  say, 
*'I  never  will  deny  the  LordV" 
But,  "grant  1  never  may.'3 
fl  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weag; 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 
3  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 
*4  In  Jesus  is  our  store; 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne; 
Whoever  says,  "I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 

195.  C.  M*        Newton, 

0  that  I  were  as  in  months  past. — Job  xxix.L' 

1  ^WEET  was  the  time,  when  first  I  feK 
►^  The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt. 

And  bring  me- home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 

His  praises  tun VI  my  tongue; 
Ami  when  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail'd. 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
3"  In  pray'r  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord. 
And  saw  his  glory  shine; 

n  I  read  Lis  holy  word; 
1  riJTd  each  promise  mine 


i50  EVANGELICAL    tlYUM. 

4  But  now  when  ev'ning  shade  pre\ 

IVIy  soul  in  darkness  mourns; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  aJv  pray'rs  are  now  an  empty  noise^ 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face; 
I  read — the  promise  meets  my  eye*. 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

6  Rise,  Lord,  now  help  me  to  prevail," 

And  make  my  -soul  thy  care; 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail — 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 
196.     7s. 
Burdened  Pilgrim. 
\  T>ILGRIM,  burden M  with  thy  sinr 
JL      Haste  to  Zion's  gate  to-day; 
There,  till  mercy  let  thee  in, 

Knock,  and  weep,  and  watch,  and  pray 
$  Knock — for  mercy  lends  an  ear; 

Weep — she  marks  the  sinner's  sigh; 
Watch — till  heav'nly  light  appears; 
Pray — she  hears  the  mourner's  cry. 

3  Mourning  Pilgrim!  what  for  thee 

In  this  world  can  now  remain? 
Seek  that  world,  from  which  shall  flee 
Sorrow,  shame,  and  tears  and  pain. 

4  Sorrow  shall  forever  fly; 

Shame  shall  never  enter  there; 
Tears  be  wip'd  from  ev'ry  eye; 
Pain  in  endless  bliss  expire. 

197.     L.  M.         Medley. 
Stony  heart  lamented. — Fzek.  xxxvi.  27—37 
1   1|~    ORD,  h  urden'd  sinner  moun^ 

fLA  Who  gladly  would  to  thee  return: 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS,  151 

Thy  tender  mercies  O  impart, 
And  take  away  this  stony  heart. 
ii  'Tis  this  hard  heart  which  sinks  me  dowm. 
Nor  asks  thy  smile,  nor  fears  thy  frown; 
This  causes  ail  my  woe  and  smart; 
Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

3  'Tis  this  hard  heart  my  gracious  Lord, 
Which  scorns  thy  love,  and  slights  thy  word^ 
Which  tempts  me  from  thee  to  depart; 
Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

4  Tis  this  hard  heart  which  day  by  day, 
Would  shut  my  rmmth,  nor  let  me  pray; 
Yea,  would  from  evrry  duty  start; 
Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

-5  Sure  the  bless'd  day  will  shortly  come, 

When  this  hard  heart  shall  know  its  doom; 

When  I  no  more  shall  sin  retain, 

Nor  of  a  stony  heart  complain. 
9  Yes,  friendly  death,  with  welcome  stroke, 

Will  loose  the  chain,  will  break  the  yoke; 

And  when  arriv'd  on  Canaan's  shore 

A  stony  heart  be  felt  no  more. 
199.     L.  M.         Hart. 
Hardness  of  heart  lamented. 

1  jf~\H  for  a  glance  of  heav'niy  day, 
\J  To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away; 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen   heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake, 
The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake;  ' 
Of  h'A>\:n<™  all  things  bIu  sign 
But  I                                           Lne, 

!•  the  sorrows  thou  !. 

.1  would  melt7 


152  EVANGELICAL    IfYMX> 

But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mint 
4  Eternal  Spirit,  mighty  God, 

Apply  within  the  Saviour's  blood; 
Tis  his  rich  blood,  and  his  alone, 
Can  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  stone 

199.     C.  M.         Williams. 

Private  Devotion. 

1  "¥ETHILST  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power! 

TV      Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill'd, 

2  Thy  leve  the  pow'r  of  thought  bestowed. 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd; 
'I  hat  mercy  I  adore. 

8  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
Thy  ruling  hand  I  see! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear,. 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 
4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days. 
In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise^ 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
m  When  gladness  wings  my  favor'd  hour, 
Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
$  My  lifted  eyes,  without  a  tear, 
ni  he  gathYing  storm  shall  see; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMIsS.  15$ 

200.     L.  M.         Hart. 

Pray  icithout  ceasing. — 1  Thess.  y.  17. 

X  TJRAYER  was  appointed  to  convey 

MT    The  blessings  God  designs  to  give; 

Long  as  they  live,  should  christians  pray: 

For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

2  The  christian's  heart  his  prayer  indites1, 

He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within; 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes. 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  m. 

3  If  pains  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress — 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay— 
If  guilt  deject — if  sin  distress, 
The  remedy's  before  thee — pray. 

4  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak, 

Tho'  thought  be  broken — language  lame*; 
Pray,  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not  speak, 
Bat  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

201.      C.    M.  3l0NTG0MERY. 

Behold  he  prayeth. — Acts  ix.  II, 

1  TDRA.YER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire\ 
JL      Unutter'd  or  express'd; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast-. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye. 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Prayer  the  sublimcst  strains  that  reac.l* 
The  majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  christian's  vital  breath? 

The  christian's  native  a4r^ 


154  EVANGELICAL    HYM.N-. 

His  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death-** 
He  enters  lieav'n  with  prayer. 
5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 
Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say, — "Behold  he  prays!" 
202.     S.  M.         Newton. 
Importunate. — Luke  xviii.  1 — 7-. 

1  TESUS,  who  knows  full  well 
Cr  The  heart  of  every  saint, 
Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell,. 

To  pray,  and  never  faint. 

2  He  hows  his  gracious  car— 

We  never  plead  in  vain, 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear,. 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 
8  Though  unbelief  suggest, 

"Why  should  we  longer  waitlV 
He  bids  us  never  give  him  rest, 
But  knock  at  mercy's  gate. 
4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 
His  chosen  when  they  cry; 
Yes,  though  he  may  awhile  forbear. 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 
i>  Then  let  us  earnest  cry, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer: 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and  from  on  high; 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 
203.     L.  M.        Cowper. 


wH,: 


Exhortation  to  prayer. 

H  -\T  various  hindrances  we  meet 


coming  to  a  mercy-seat! 
Yet  who,  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer; 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there.' 


EVA^GELTCAL    HYMNS.  155 

fJ  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw? 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  JacoV  saw — 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love — 
Brings  every  olessing  from  above. 

S  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 

Prayer  makes  the  christian's  armour  bright'; 
And  Satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  While  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide* 
Success  was  found   en  Israel's  side; 

But  when,  through  weariness,  they  fail'JL 
That  moment  Amalek  prevaii'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words!   ah!   think  again; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain^ 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  s-..  i  tale   of  all  your  care. 

0  Were  half  the  breath,  thus  vainly  spent. 
To  heav'n  in  supplication   sent, 

Your  cheerful  songs  would  olVner  be, 
VfHear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me 

:.    ?s. 

■Jacob's  wrestling-  with  God. — Gen.  xxxii,  2tf 

1  "1"    OKI),   I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
_Li  Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face; 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

*2  J)cst  thou  ask  me,  who  I   am] 

Ah!   my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name 
i  ct  tie   question  gives  a  plea, 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee! 
hou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold,, 

m  thy  gr  j — '• 

el,  Lord  was  I. 


156  Evangelical  hymjb 

4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair 

■Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  pray'i;:. . 

Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free, 

Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 
£  Many  days  have  pass'd  since  thetj.. 

Many  changes  I  have  seen; 

Yet  have  been  upheld   till  now; 

Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou? 
"#  Tnou  hast  help'd  in  ev'ry  need — 

This  emboldens  me  to  pl^ad; 

After^o  much  mercy  past, 

Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  las4;£ 
7  No — I  must  maintain  my  hold — 

*Tis  thy  goodness  make9  me  bold^ 

I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I   plead  for  Jesus'  sake- 

205.     C.  M.        Medley. 
My  God  wtU  hear  me. — Mic.  vii.  7. 
1  PTVO  thee,  O  Lord,  my  heav'nly  King-. 
JL    Now  will  my  soul  draw  near; 

Thankful  of  this  sweet  truth  to  sing^ 
That  thou,  my  God,  wilt  hear. 

'i  Though  I  am  poor  and  needy  too, 
And  scarce  know  what  to  say; 
And  though  my  words  are  faint  and  few, 
My  God  will  hear  me  pray. 
6  Through  Christ,  I  come,  and  mercy  claiiiK 
Who  lives  to  intercede; 
For  in  his  dear,  adored  name, 
My  God  will  hear  me  plead.  , 
4  Though  oft  with  sins,  and  doubt  and  fears. 
My  soul  is  much  cast  down; 
And  though  o'erwhelm'd  with  sighs  and  tear*, 
My  God  will  hear  me  groan. 


EVANGELICAL    HYH&&  157 

Z»  Then  whilst  my  life  and  breath  remain,^ 

I'll  humbly  persevere; 
£_  And  when  to  glory  I  attain, 
3Iy  God  will  hear  me  there. 

206.     C.  M.         Hoskins. 
Prayer  for  the  Spirit's  {influence. 
I   TN  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  ccmf . 
JL  To  worship  at  thy   feet; 
Oh  pour  the  Holy  Spirit  down 
On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

^  We  come  to  hear  Jehovah  speak, 
To  hear  the  Saviour's  voice: 
Thy  face  and  favour,  Lord,  we  seek. 
Xow  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hea?j. 

And  understand  thy  word; 
To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near, 
And  trust  our  living  Lord. 

4  Let  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove. 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee; 
het  rebels  be  subdu'd  by  love, 
And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 

C.  M.        Watt*. 
Breathing-  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  #^OME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
V_y  With  all  thy  quick'ning  rowers?  x 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel     ere  below/ 

Fond  of  these  trilling-  t 
Our  souls  can  neit  go 

To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  soi  gj 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 


158  EVAXOELICAL    IIYUN5. 

Jlosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 
4  Dear  Lord!  and  shall  we  ever  live 
At  tins  poor  dying  rate! 
Our  love  so  Taint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great! 
%  Come,  Holy   Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love; 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

3D8.     S.  M.        Hart. 
John  xiv.  26. 
I  J^OMF,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
\~s  Let  thy  bright   beams  arise; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds — 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 
•13  Convince  us  of  our  sin; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood; 
And  to  our  wondVing  view  revesfl 
The  secret  love  of  ixod. 

3  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart — 
To  sanctify  the  soul — 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part. 
And  new-create  the  whole. 
A  Revive  our  drooping  faith; 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove; 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

».     S.   VI.  H. 

Invocation  to  the  Holy  Spirit. 
I  TJTEST  Comforter  Divine! 
JD  Whose  rays  of 
\mid  our  g'o  .  shine. 

And  point  our  souk  above:-* 


rN1?.  150 

with  '-still  small  vol' 

And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  .joys  decay; — 

3  Thou — whose  ids;.  ^th 

Can  mak  care, 

And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  0/  death 
A  smile  of  glory  wear; — 

4  Thou — who  dost  fill  the  heart 

With  love  to  ail  our  rare, 
Blest  Comforter — to  us  imp 

sings  of  thy  grace. 

210.     S  7. 

J 

1  TJOLY  GHOST,  dispel  our  sadn' 

XI   Pierce  the  clouds  of  sinful  night; 
Come  thou  source  of  sweetest  glai 

Breathe  thy  life  and  spread  thy  light; 
Loving  Spirit,  God  of  peace, 
Great  distributor  of  grace. 

Rest  upon  this  congregation! 

Hear,  Oh.  hear  our  supplication. 

2  From  that  height  which  knows  no  measure. 

As  ■  gracious  shower  descend, 
Bringing  down  ti  ■  reasure 

Man  can  wish  or  God  can  send. 
O  thou  Glory  shining  d 
Fn 

m  thy  illumination! 
Rest  on  all  I 

ou  best  of  all  donations 
can  give  or  we  implore; 
Having  thy  sweet  consolatk. 
We  ne^ed  wish  fur  nothing  eboj 


1G0  EVANGELICAL    IlKAi^g. 

Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
Now  descending  from  above, 

Rest  on  all  this  congregation! 

Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation. 
PART  II.    8s.        Rippon. 

1  T^ESCEND,  Holy  Spirit  the  Dove,, 
mJ  And  visit  a  sorrowful  breast; 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest; 
Thou  only  hast  pow'r  to  relieve 

A  sinner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load: 
The  sense  of  redemption  to  give, 

And  sprinkle  the  heart  with  thy  bloo£. 

2  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  hast  strove, 

And  kindly  withheld  me  from  sin; 
Resolv'd  by  the  strength  of  thy  love. 

My  worthless  affections  to  win; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 

Invincible  mercy  exert, 
And  keep  my  weak  graces  alive, 

And  set  up  thy  rest  in  my  heart. 

3  If,  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief, 

And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 
Thy  goodness  has  been  my  relief. 

And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd: 
O,  spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 

Relieve  me  again  and  restore; 
My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 

To  fall,  and  to  grieve  thee,  no  more- 

4  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  taste  of  his  love, — 
If  Jesus,  who  pour'd  out  his  blood, 

Obtain'd  me  a  mansion  above; — 
Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come, 

Sweety  wUpess  ©f  mercy  diviueT 


EVANGELICAL   RYKTO,  161 

And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 
And  seal  me  entirely  thine. 

211.  L.  31.  Xfwton. 
Prayer  to  God  the  Spirit. — Ex.  xvii.  6. 

1  l^k  THOU,  at  whose  almighty  word, 

V^r  The  glorious  light  from  darkness  sprung. 

Thy  quick'niug  influence  afford,        [tongue. 

And    clothe    with    pow'r    the    preacher^ 

2  ?Tis  thine  to  teach  him  how  to  speak, 

'Tis  thine  to  give  the  hearing  ear; 

;Tis  thine  the  stubborn  heart  to  break, 

And  make  the  careless  sinner  fear. 

0  'Tis  also  thine,  almighty  Lord, 

To  cheer  the  poor,  desponding  heart, 
O,  speak  the  soul-reviving  word, 

And  bid  the  mourner's  fears  depart. 
4  Thus  while  we  in  the  means  are  found, 

We  still  on  thee  alone  depend; 
To  make  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Effectual  to  the  promis'd  end. 

212.  C,  M.        Neediiam. 

Short  devotions  the  life  of  religion. — Matt.  vi.  7,g. 

1  TT    ORD,  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear, 
JLi   And  bow  before  thy  throne: 
Before  our  lips  begin  to  move, 

Our  wants  to  thee  are  known. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  language  of  the  heart. 

The  meaning  of  a  sigh; 
Dear  Father,  hear  our  humble  pray'r> 
And  bring  thy  blessings  nigh. 

3  Few  be  our  words  and  short  our  pray 

While  we  together  meet; 
Short  duties  keep  religion  up, 
•i  vl  majse  devotion  sweet, 
It 


162  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

213.     C.  M.         Hart. 
Prayer  for  Spiritual  aid. 

1  /^k^CE  more  we  come  before  our  God; 
\J  Gnce  more  thy  blessing  ask: 

Oh  may  no  duty  seem  a  load, 
iVo  worship  prove  a  task. 

2  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart; 
Hoard  up  the  precious  treasure  there. 
And  never  with  it  part. 

3  Bid  the  refreshing  north-wind  wake; 

Say  to  the  south-wind,  blow: 
Let  every  plant  the  pow'r  partake, 
And  all  the  garden  grow. 

4  Revive  the  parch'd  with  heav'nly  showers, 

The  cold  with  warmth  divine; 
And,  as  the  benefit  is  ours, 
Be  all  the  glory  thine. 

214,     L.  M.         Favvxett 
A  hymn  for  the  beginning  of  worship. 

1  fX^HY  presence,  gracious  God,  afford: 

JL     Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  car, 
And  faith  be  mix'd  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remow, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 

And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sovereign  pow'r  and  enerpry: 
And  may  we  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  wijh 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  163 

.  ing  pow'r  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 
215.     ?s.  Hammond. 

Humble  request. — Jer.  xxix.  13. 

1  "If    ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
M-J    \t  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 

Oh  do  not  our  suit  disdain: 

.Shall  we  seek  thee.  Lord,  in  vain! 

2  In  thine  own  appointed  ' 

Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay: 
Lord,  we  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  best' 

:  ud  some  message  from  thy  word 
That  may  joy  and  peace  affoi 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 
4  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free, 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

216.     L.  M.         Andrews. 

Praying  society  pleading'  Jbr  the  tin 

1  T"    ORD,  while  we  meet  to  speak  and  hear. 
JLi    To  sing  and  join  in  social  prayer, 
Thy  gracious  aid  to  us  impart, 

Possess  and  warm  each  frozen  heart. 

2  Oh  that  thou  wouldest  now  come  down 

show'rs  on  meadows  newly  m 
Thy  gracious  influence  shed  abroad, 
And  wg  shall   triumph  in  our  God. 
•  i  that  religion  might  revive, 

;id,  and  grow,  and  thrive, 
re  in  gloi 

work  dhine. 


1G4  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

4  Refresh  and  quicken  all  thy  saints, 
Remove  their  fears  and  sad  complaints, 
Oh  lire  their  hearts  with  sacred  love; 
Give  sweet  foretastes  of  joys  above. 

v  sinners  see  their  dreadful  doom. 
And  quickly  fly  from  wrath  to  come; 
May  Christ  be  form'd  in  every  soul, 
And  grace  the  pow'r  of  sin  control. 

£  Oh  that  our  vain  and  thoughtless  youtfy 
May  feel  the  force  and  pow'r  of  troth; 
Unite  their  hearts,  with  sweet  accord, 
To  seek,  and  love,  and  serve  the  Lord. 

7  Thou  Viessed,  sacred  Spirit,  come, 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  room; 
Oh  work  on  all  assembled  here, 
And  let  thy  glory  now  appear. 

217.     C.  M.         Newton. 
A  hymn  for  Christian  Conference. 

1  ^~\H  Lord,  our  languid  souls  inspire^, 
VJ^  For  here  we  trust  thou  art! 
Send  down  a  coal  of  heav'nly  fire, 

To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 

2  Shew  us  some  tokens  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  praise, 

And  love  and  concord  dwell: 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience,  easc^ 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  highA 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 


EVANGELICAL   KYMKS. 

6  3Iay  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
In  faith  present  our  pray'rs; 
ind  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 
6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 
Induce  dead  sinners  ail  around, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 
218.     C  31.         B. 
Evening  twilight, 

1  ~|~  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
-I  From  every  cumVring  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  dav>. 

In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  His  promises  to  plead, 

Where  none  but  God  can  h< 
5  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast-* 

On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n; 

-]>ect  doth  my  strength  renew 
\ \  bile  here  by  tempests  driv'n. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

y  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

210.    C.  M.        Doddrii 

'  'ok.-— Matt.  vi.  0. 
1   liiATJB 


1GG  JEVANGBLICAI.   HTHtt^S. 

In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh. 

With  heart-discerning  sight. 

8  There  may  thy  piercing-  eye  survej 

solemn  homage  paid. 

With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 

And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame; 
While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  Mess; 
So  shalt  thou  deign   in  worlds  above. 
j'ny  suppliant  to  conf 

220.    8,  7.        Xewtox. 

Declension  lamented. 

1  g~\SCE,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flourished, 

\Jr    Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen! 

2  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see: 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 

Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

•me,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below; 
Some,  alas!   we  fear  are  blighted, — 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 
I  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again: 
Oli,  permit  them  nut  to  wither, 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain! 


EVANGELICAL    HYXX3.  lt>7 

221.        L.   M.  DwiGHT. 

The  Church's  complaint. 
1  Tj"    ORD,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days* 
-Li    We  mourn  the  hidings  of  thy  face; 
Proud  enemies  our  path  surround, 
To  level  Zion  with  the  ground. 

M  Her  songs,  her  worship  they  deride, 
And  hiss  thy  word  with  tongues  of  pride, 
And  cry,  V  insult  our  humble  prayer, 
"Where  is  your  God,  ye  Christians,  whcteV' 

3  Errors  and  sins  and  follies  grow; 

.    Thy  saints  bow  down  in  deepest  woe; 
Their  love  decays,  their  zeal  is  o'er, 
And  thousands  walk  in  Christ  no  more. 

4  To  happier  days  our  bosoms  turn; 
Those  days  but  teach  us  how  to  mourn; 
The  God  who  bade  his  mercy  flow, 

In  wrath  withdraws  his  blessing  now. 

5  The  blessing  frfc'm  thy  truths  withdrawn; 
Its  quickening,  saving  influence  gone: 
Unwarn'd,  tfnwaken'd,  sinners  hear, 
Nor  see  their  awful  danger  near. 

6  In  dews  unseen,  or  scanty  showers, 
Thy  Spirit  sneds  his  healing  powers; 
The  thirsty  ground  is  parch'd   beneath; 
And  ali  is  barrenness  and  death. 

7  Vet  still,  thy  name  be  ever  btess'd, 

bee  our  •  ope  shall  safely  rest; 
Zion  her  Saviour  soon  shall  see, 
Array'd  to  set  his  Israel  free. 

is'  sake,  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churchei,  lest  they  Jic*/' 
j  work  rei 
ice,  bid  sinners  live. 


1G8  EVANGELICAL    HYMN'S, 

222.  L.  M.        D might. 

Prayer  of  the  Church  for  the  presence  of  ( 

1  /^H  thou,  whose  hand  thy  kingdom  sways, 
V-F  Whom  earth,  and  hell, and  heaven  obeys, 
To  help  thy  chosen  sons  appear, 

And  shew  tl.y  power  and  glory  here! 

2  While  stupid  wretches  sunk  in. sleep, 
Slide  onward  to  the  fiery  deep, 

To  senso  and  sin,  and  madness,  given, 
Believe  no  hell,  and  wish  no  heaven! 

3  While  fools  deride,  while  foes  oppress, 
And  Zion  mourns  in  deep  distress; 

Her  friends  withdraw,  her  foes  grow  bold, 
Truth  fails,  and  love  is  waxen  cold. 
4;  Oh  haste,  with  every  gift  inspir'd, 
With  glory,  truth,  and  grace,  attirM; 
Thou  Star  of  heav'n's  eternal  morn; 
Thou  Sun,  whom  beams  divine  adorn! 

5  Saints  shall  be  glad  befc?  .  thy  face, 
And  grow  in  love,  and  truth,  ar.d  gracej 
Thy  church  shall  flourish  in  thy  sight. 
With  fruits  of  peace,  and  pure  delight . 

6  Oh  hither,  then,  thy  footsteps  bend; 
Swift  as  a  roe,  from  hills  descend; 
Mild  as  the  Sabbath's  cheerful  ray, 
Till  life  unfolds  eternal  day! 

223.  L.  M.        Fawcett. 
Lamenting  after  the  Lord. — \  Sam.  vii.  t>. 

1  f    OOK  from  on  high,  great  Ocd,  and  sec 
JLi  Thy  saints  lamenting  after  thee; 
The  tokens  of  thy  presence  give. 

And  now  thy  gracious  work  revive. 

2  How  did  thy  ancient  people  mourn. 
And  wish  to  see  thy  kind  return! 


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3  We  join  cur  humble  voice  v 

"dent  pray 
Lc  r  v 

Ana  crown  t.  success. 

4  Thy  cheering  grace,  O  God,  impart, 
Bind  up  and  roken  he. 
Our  sins  subdue,  our  soufc 

1  let  our  foes  prevail  no  i; 

7.4.         Njbwtoh. 

Pr  l  I  — Pfc    lu  O  .  ft. 

1  QAVfOUR,  ::ion: 
k3  Grant  us,  Lor  in< 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thcu  return  again. 

Lord,  revive 
All  our  h* 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  di 

.c  upon  us  from  on  . 

tance, 
die. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  iei i 

Lke  us  pr^ 
I.»  t  each  one  est? 

on  the  world's  bewitching-  snares. 

4  Break  the  ten  irer; 

I   heart  to  fl< 

To  revive  thy  work  fcfn 

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170  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

And,  what  should  fill  us  with  surprise, 
They  seem  divided  too. 

2  By  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise? 

For  Jacob's  foes  are  strong; 
I  read  their  triumph  in  their  eyes, 
They  think  he'll  fall  ere  long; 

3  By  whom  shall  Jacob   now  arise? 

Can  any  tell  by  whom] 
Say,  shall  this  branch  that  wither'd  lies, 
Again  revive  and  bloom? 

4  Lord,  thou  canst  tell — the  work  is  thine, 

The  help  of  man  is  vain — 
On  Jacob  now  arise  and  shine, 
And  he  shall  live  again. 

226.     L.  M.         Hyde. 
The  restoration  of  Lrael. 
1  rilHE  Lord  will  not  forget  the  grace 
JL     Reserved  for  faithful   \bra\m's  race; 
His  love  their  wand'rings  shall  restore, 
And  guide  them,  that  they  stray  no  more, 
*2  Israeli  'tis  thine  accepted  day, 
Thy  God  himself  prepares  the  way; 
Behold  his  ensign  from  afar — 
Behold  the  light  of  Jacob's  Star. 

3  That  Star,  which  once  one  Betble'm  rose, 
A  token  on  thy  mountain  gh 

The  morn  of  earth's  bless M  jubilee 
Sheds  its  sweet  early  light  on  thee. 

4  And  thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground, 
A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found, 
Redeemer,  on  thy  heav'nly  throne, 

Still  call  that  ancient  church  thine  own; — 

5  Bid  her  departed  light  return, 
Thy  holy  splendor  round  her  burn; 


EVANGELICAL    IIV3INS.  171 

From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins  raise 
A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 

227.     C.  W.         Steele. 
National  Feast. — Joel  i.   14. 
1  ^JEE,  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  throne. 
►3  Thy  mourning  people  bend! 
5Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 
t2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand 
Thy  dreadful  porjr  r  display; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  chang'd  alas!  are  truths  divine. 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin. 
Disgrace  the  christian  name! 

4  Oh  turn  us.  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word. 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Then  should  insulting  foes  invade. 

We  shall  not  sink  in  fear; 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 
When  God,  our  God,  is  near. 
L.  M.         Steele. 
Confession  and  Prayer. 

LORD,  while  thy  judgments  shake  the  land, 
y  people's  eyes  are  fixM  on  thee! 
We  own  thy  just,  uplifted  hand, 

Which  thousands  cannot,  will  not  see. 
2  How  Long  hast  thou  bestow'd  thy  care 
indulg'd,  u: 
While  other  nat 


I  i  J  EVANGELICAL    IIYXX5. 

3  But  ah!  both  hcav'n  and  earth  have  he 

Ouf  vile  requital  of  thy  love! 
We,  whom  like  children  thou  hast  rear'd. 
Rebels  against  thy  goodness  prove. 

4  Lord,  hear  thy  people  ev'ry  where, 

Who  meet  to  mourn,  confess  and  praV* 
The  nation  and  thy  churches  spare, 
And  let  thy  wrath  be  turn'd  away. 

229.    8,  7.         Robinson. 

Grateful  recollection. — 1  Sam.  vii.  12. 

1  ^^OME,  thcu  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing* 
v_y  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  *rrace: 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing", 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above: 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it—* 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Eben  Ezer, 

Kither  by  thy  help  I'm  come, 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure?. 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God"! 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precious  blood. 

3  Oh!   to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constraiu'd  to  be! 
Let.  thy  grace  now  like  a  fetter. 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  t 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  1  love — 
Here's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it; 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 


EVANGELICAL    II Y3IX*. 

L.  M.        Tappan. 

There  is  a  Harp. 
I   rjlHERE  Ls  a  harp  whose  thrili 

_fl_  :^e  choir  of  heav'n  ab 

3Iid  the  blue  arch  the  notes  resound, 
While  angels  catch  the  song. of  1< 
is  when  beyond  this  vale  of  tears. 
A  sainted  spirit  wings  its  way: 
And  pure  before  the  throne  appear;, 
In  robes  of  bright  ethereal  day. 

3  Hark!   the  glad  shout  of  sacred 

In  choral  numbers  loud  and  I 
Th'  angelic  host  their  harps  employ; 
And  hail  '.veil  the  son 

231.    G.  M. 
Rejoicing  in  a  revival  of  religion. 

HARK:  Lear  the  sound,  on  earth  'tis  found,, 
My  soul  delights  to  hear 
tpng  love  that's  from  above, 
irdon  nought  most  dear. 
ters,  a  darning  lire, 
Are  passing  through  the  land, 
Their  ••hear,  repent,  and  ; 

King  Jesus  is  at  hand." 
ling  converts  sing  and  praise  their  K 
And  bless  God's  holy  name; 
Whilst  older  saints  leave  their  complaints* 
:  joy  to  join  the  theme. 

4  Con  vine  *d  of  sin  men  now  begin 

To  call  upon  the  Lord, 
Tr.  ey  pray,  and  mourn  the  day 

In  \  j  scurn'd  his  word. 

t  ruils,  and  frights  the  souls 
Of  these  who  hate  tfie  truth^ 


174  EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS, 

And  saints  in  prayer,  cry,  Lord,  draw  near. 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth. 
G  Pour  down  a  show'r  of  thy  great  powV, 
On  ev'ry  aching  heart; 
On  all  who  try,  and  humbly  cry, 
That  they  may  have  a  part. 
7  Come,  sinners,  all,  hear  now  God's  call, 
And  pray  with  one  accord; 
Saints,  raise  your  songs — with  joyful  tongues, 
To  hail  th'  approaching  Lord. 

232.     8,  7. 

The  Jubilee. 

1  TTTARK!   the  jubilee  is  sounding, 
jLjL  O!  the  joyful  oews  is  come; 
Free  salvation  is  proclaimed 

In  and  through  God's  only  Son. 
Now  we  have  an  invitation 

To  the  meek  and  lowly  Lamb: 
Glory,  honour,  and  salvation: 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  come  to  reign. 

2  Come  young  sinners,  don't  neglect  it. 

Come  to  Jesus  in  your  prime; 
Great  salvation — don't  reject  it; 

Oh  receive  it—  now's  your  time: 
Now  the   Saviour  is  beginning 

To  revive  his  work  again: 
Glory,  honour,  &c. 

3  Now  let  each  one  cease  from  sinning; 

Come  and  follow  Christ  'the  Way;' 
Ye  shall  all  receive  a  blessing* 

If  ye  come  without  delay: 
Great  salvation,  long  neglected, 

Thousands,  seeking,  now  obtain: 
Glory,  honour;  &c. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  17." 

4  Let  us  run  our  race  with  patience, 

Looking  unto  Christ  the  Lord, 
For  his  throne  shall  stand  forever, 

And  Ids  name  shall  be  adored; 
He  is  worthy  to  be  praised; 

He  is  our  exalted  King: 
Glory,  honour,  &c. 

5  /Jon's  children — praise  your  Jesus, 

Praise  him,  praise  him  evermore: 
May  his  love  and  grace  constrain  us 

To  rejoice  and  to  adore: 
Oh  then  let  us  join  together 

To  exalt  his  glorious  name: 
Glory,  honour,  Arc. 

233.    C.  M. 

Great  joy  in  (hat  City. — Acts  viii.  3. 

1  TJJOW  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive 
JSlI   Of  those  who  fear  the   Lord; 
When  sinners  dead  are  made  alive 

By  iiis  reviving  word! 

2  The  ministers  of  Christ  rejoice, 

When  souls  receive  the  word — 
When  ransom  M  sinners  hear  his  voice, 
Return  and  love  the  Lord. 

3  The  church  of  God  their  praises  join, 

And  of  salvation  si] 
They  glorify  the  grace  divine 
Of  their  victorious  King. 

4  In  heav'n  above,  th'  angelic  throng 

\  round  the  throne   rejoice; 
Kut  sinners  s:iv'd  should  swell  the  song 
With  loudest — sweetest  voice, 


170  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

234.    C.  31.        Neediiau. 
Luke  xv.  10. 

1  ^kH,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  jo\t 
\J  When  but  one  sinner  turns, 

And  with  a  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns! 

2  PleasM  with  the  news,  the  saints  below, 

In  songs  their  tongues  employ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heav'n  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

3  Well  plcas'd  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Xor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  tire: 
"The  sinner  lost  is  found, "  they  sin§> 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 
S35.    8,  7.  4. 
Isa.  lii.  10. 

1  "^STES.  we  trust  the  day  13  break 

-Si     Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand: 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  his  word  in  ev'ry  land: 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  liies  at  his  command. 

2  Let  us  hail  the  joyful  season; 

Let  us  hail  the  dawning  ray; 
When  the  Lord  appears,  there's  reason 
To  expect  a  glorious  day: 

At  ius  presence 
Gloom  and  darkness  flee  away. 

3  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring: 

While  he  <mtcys  lijke  a  flogd: 


EVAXGELFCAL   ttYtffcfc.  177 

:,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  this  truth  abroad; 

Ev'ry  language 
.Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 
4  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious j 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world  in  ev'ry  lan<t,: 

And  the  idols 
Perish;  Lord  at  thy  command. 
236.        7s. 
The  little  cloud. — 1  Kings  xvii.  4*. 

1  CJAW  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 
1^  Little  as  a  human  hand! 
jNow  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 
Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  Iandl 
3  Lo,  the  promise  of  a  show'r 
Drops  already  from  above; 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 
All  the  blessings  of  his  love. 

3  When  he  first  the  work  begun, 

Small  and  feeble  was  his  day; 
Sow  the  word  doth  sweetly  run, 
Now  it  wings  its  wid'ning  way. 

4  Sons  of  God,  your  Saviour  praise; 

He  the  door  hath  opeird  wide; 
He  hath  giv'n  the  word  of  grace; 
Jesus'  word  is  glorified. 

'-':J7.     8,  7.  Wiiitefielp. 

Divine  love. 
1   T    OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
JLi   Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling; 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  cro*  . 

n 


178  EVANGELICAL    H\  > 

'    Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 
Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh!  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest; 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning. 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning,. 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation. 

Pure  and  holy  may  we  be; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation. 

Perfectly  secur'd  by  Thee; 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place. 
-  Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  th.ee 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

238.     C.  M.  Loga>\ 

Isa.  lv.  12,  13. 

1  "[VJESSIAH!  at  thy  glad  approach. 
!▼  I  The  howling  winds  are  still; 
Thy  praises  fill  the  lonely  waste. 

And  breathe  from  every  hill. 

2  The  hidden  fountains  at  thy  call, 

Their  sacred  stores  unlock; 
Loud  in  the  desert,  sudden  streams 
Burst  living  from  the  rock. 

3  The  incense  of  the  spring  ascends* 

Upon  the  morning  gale; 
Red  o'er  the  hill  the  roses  bloom. 
The  lilies  in  the  v?ie. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  J79 

4  Renew'd,  the  earth  a  robe  of  lighti 

A  robe  of  beauty  wears; 
And  in  new  heav'ns  a  brighter  Sun 
Leads  on  the  promis'd  years. 

5  Let  Israel  to  the  Prince  of  Peace 

The  loud  hosanna  sing; 
"With  hallelujahs,  and  with  hymns_, 
U  Zion,  hail  thy  King. 

2:30.     8,  7,  4.        Kellt 

Zech.  xiii.  1. 

1  CJEE,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 
►^  Streams  of  living  water  flow: 
God  has  open'd  there  a  fountain; 

This  supplies  the  plains  below: 

They  are  blessed, 
Who  its  sov'reign  virtue  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing, 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way; 
Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 
Making  all  around  look  gay: 

O,  ye  nations! 
Hail  the  long  expected  day. 

3  Gladden'd  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All  enriching  as  it  goes: 
Lo,  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure^ 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose: 

Ev'ry  object 
Sings  for  joy  wher'cr  it  flows. 

4  Trees  of  life  the  banks  adorning, 

Yield  their  fruit  to  all  around; 
Those  who  eat  are  sav'd  from  mourning, 
Pleasure  comes  and  hopes  abound: 

Fair  their  portion! 
Endless  life  with  glory  crow: 


180  EVANGELICAL   IIYftNS, 

240.  C.  M.        Tappan. 

To  whom  shall  we  go,  but  to  thee? — John  6.  ($£' 

1  "V^7~HEN  rankling  sorrows  wound  the  soul; 

▼  f      And  cares  invade  the  breast; 
When  distant  seems  the  blissful  goal 
Of  peace  and  lasting  rest: 

2  Where  shall  the  mourning  wand'rer  go9 

Where  shall  the  suff'rer  tly; 
What  bairn  can  heal  corroding  wo, 
Whose  hand  those  tears  can  dry? 
"5  Say,  shall  we  seek  in  sounding  fame 
A  cure  for  bitter  care; 
Can  echoing  praise,  or  honour's  name, 
Beguile  the  soul's  despair? 
4- Will  grandeur,  with  its  dazzling  lure^ 
Bestow  a  kind  relief; 
Can  pageant  pomp,  and  pride,  ensure 
A  balm  for  mental  grief? 
5  Doth  pleasure  with  bewitching  guile, 
Invite  him  to  her  arms? 
Too  soon  he  finds  the  glance  and  smile 
Are  curs'd.  deceitful  charms. 
§  Where  shall  the  mourning  wand'rer  go, 
O,  where  the  sufT'rer  fly! 
What  balm  can  heal  corroding  wo, 
Whose  hand,  those  tears  can  dry? 
7  Saviottr!  to  thee,  to  thee  alone, 
He  flies,  with  anguish  prest; 
For  thou  canst  sothe  the  captive's  moan, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

241.  L.  M.        Mebley. 

He  hath  do  re  all  thing*  well. — 3;  ark  vii.  3T; 
J  TVTOW  in  a  song  of  g   iteful  praise, 
X 1    To  my  de^r  Lord  my  voice  I'y  raise; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  181 

With  all  his  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

2  All  worlds  his  glorious  pow'r  confess; 
His  wisdom  all  his  works  express; 
But  O  his  love,  what  tongue  can  telll 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  How  sovereign,  wonderful  and  free>v 
Has  been  his  love  to  sinful  me! 

He  pluck'd  me  as  a  brand  from  hell; 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

4  And  since  my  soul  has  known  his  love 
What  mercies  has  he  made  me  prove! 
Mercies  which  do  all  praise  excel; 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well 

5  Whene'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God 
Has  on  me  laid  his  gentle  rod, 

I  know,  in  all  that  has  befel, 

My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  welJL 

4$  Though  oft  a  fiery,  flaming  dart, 
The  tempter  levels  at  my  heart; 
With  this  I  all  his  rage  repel — 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  tilings  welL 

7  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  shall  lose  my  breath; 
Yet  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

$  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  rise, 

And  join  the  anthems  of  the  skies, 

Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell, 

My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

242.    7s.        Cenmck. 

Rejoicing  in  hope. — Isa.  xxxv.  10.  Luke  xii.  30* 

I  I^HILDUFA  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
V^  As  ye  journey  sweetly  sing; 


182  EVANGELICAL    HYMN'S. 

Sing"  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  sec. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest, 
You  near  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest. 
There  your  seats  are  now  preparYL 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son: 
Bids  you  undismay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord!  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leavicg  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

243.    C,  BL 
Joy  in  the  Holy  Ghos:. 
1   "\/TY  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lortlr 
■ifJL   My  spirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  God; 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 
0  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy— 
I  have  a  feast  at  home; 
My  sighs  are  turned  iDto  songs, 
The  Comforter  is  come. 

3  Down  from  on  high  the  blessed  Dove 

Is  come  into  my  breast, 
To  witness  God's  eternal  love; 
This  is  my  heav'nly  feast. 

4  There  is  a  stream  that  issues  forth 

From  God's  eternal  throne^ 


.XGELTCAL    HYMXS.  1S3 

And  from  the  Lamb,  a  living  stream. 

Clear  as  the  crystal  stone. 
")  That  stream  doth  water  Paradise^ 

It  makes  the  angels  sing-; 
One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart; 

Hence  all  my  joys  do  spring". 

L'4L     C.  ML        Gibbons. 

The  increase  of  the  Church  promised  and  pledged. 

1  TTV\THER,  is  not  thy  promise  pledg'd 
M-      To  thine  exalted  Son, 

That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  shall  run? 

2  "Ask,  and  I  give  the  heathen  lands 

For  thine  inheritance, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  shores 
Thine  empire  shall  advance." 
~3  Hast  thou  not  said  that  Abram's  seed 
■1  their  Redeemer  own; 
While  Gentiles  the  same  promise  clairn, 
And  bow  before  his  throne? 
4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongue?, 
I'ndcr  th'  expanse  of  heaven, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  ^on 
Without  exception  given? 
+5  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south; 
Then  be  his  name  adord! 
Europe  with  all  thy  millions,  shout 
Hosaana  to  the  Lord! 
I    Vsia    ind  Africa  resound 

i  shore  to  shore  his  fanu'1 
And  thou,  America,  id  songs 


164  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

245.    8,  7,  4.        P,  William?. 

Prayer  fir  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. — Iss 
xlix.  22.  lx.  4,  5. 

1  /"VER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
V-r  Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze. 
All  the  promises  do  travail 

With  a  glorious  day  of  grace; 

Blessed  Jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 

Let  the  rude  Barbarian  see, 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest. 
Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary; 

Let  the  gospel 
Soon  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light, 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night; 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 

4  May  the  glorious  day  approaching, 

Thine  eternal  love  proclaim, 
And  the  everlasting  gospel, 
Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name, 

O'er  the  borders 
Of  the  great  Immanuel's  land. 

5  Mighty  Saviour,  spread  thy  gospel ; 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease; 
May  thy  lasting  wide  dominions- 
Multiply  and  still  increase; 

8 way  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  arouo 


EVANGELICAL   HYMNS.  185" 

246.     L.  M.        Yoke. 
Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 

X  fTlHY  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word^ 
JL     And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 
Assemble  round  thy  mercy  seat, 
And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace- 
-J  We  consecrate  these  hours  to  thee, 
Thy  sov'reign  mercy  to  entreat; 
And  feel  some  animating  hope, 
We  shall  divine  acceptance  meet-, 
-3  Hast  thou  not  promised  to  thy  Sont 
That  his  dominion  shall  extend, 
Till  ev'ry  tongue  shall  call  him  Lonk 
And  ev'ry  knee  before  him  bend? 
4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear, 
The  time  to  favor  Zion  come; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
To  call  thy  banish'd  people  home* 
247.    8,7.        Tappa>\ 
•Missions. 

1  jT^  OD,  our  God,  his  power  revealing-, 
VX  In  this  latter  harvest  time, 

Bids  his  Sun,  with  wings  of  healing, 
Rise  on  each  benighted  clime. 

See!  o'er  vale  and  humbled  mountain,, 
Rolls  his  conquering  car  to-day; 

See!  his  brightness,  like  a  fountain^ 
Flooding  all  the  glad  highway. 

2  By  the  Mission  Ships  that  wander, 

Messengers  to  every  sea, — 
By  his  servants  toiling  yonder, 

Where  stern  idols  claim  the  knee*. 
He  is  error's  night  dispelling, 

Bidding,  grace  in  rivers  flow^ 


ISO  EVANGELICAL    II\?L.\<. 

From  Antarctic  to  the  dwelling 

Of  the  lowly  Esquimaux. 
3  Wake  the  harp,  ye  angels!  ever 

Warble,  ye  melodious  choirs! 
Sweet  your  minstrelsy,  yet  never 

With  Redemption  thrill  those  wire?  • 
*Tis  our  song;  and  all  your  glory, 

Starry  cruwns  and  hymns  above, 
Fade,  while  Christians  tell  the  story 

Of  a  Saviour's  dying  love. 

248.    7,  6.        Bp.  Heber. 

•Missionary  Hymn. 

1  TT1ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountain.* 
JF     From  India's  coral  strand; 
Where   Vfric's  sunny  fountain? 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error  s  chain: 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  ev'ry  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  thrown: 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  ar^d  stone.- 
-Q  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
.Salvation!  0  Salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim- 


EVANGELICAL    IIY^rre.  l$t 

Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name. 

•-1  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story. 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole-: 
Till  o'er  our  ranscm'd  nature, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

PART  II.     8,  7.         Kellv. 

1  TTJTARK!  a  cry  among  the  nations! 
-T3-  "Come,  and  let  us  seek  the  Lorcr 
"Vain  our  former  expectations; 

"Vain  the  idols  we  ador'd: 
"Zion's  King  is  God  alone; 
"Lt  us  bow  before  his  throne." 

2  See!  from  ev'ry  quarter  flowing, 

Joyful  crowds  assemble  round:. 
Love  in  ev'ry  heart  is  glowing: 

Praise  is  heard  in  ev'ry  sound; 
While  Jehovah  shews  his  face, 
Glory  nib  the  sacred  place. 

3  Weapons  meant  for  mutual  slaugi 

Now  are  instruments  of  peace; 
They  who  taste  the  living  water 

Learn  from  war  and  strife  to  cease: 
Jesus  reigns — the  earth  is  still — 
All  the  nations  do  his  will. 

249.    7s.        J.  Marsdex. 
Mark  xvi.   15. 
J  /^O,  ye  messengers  of  God, 

vT  Like  the  beams  of  morning  fly 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod, 
AVavc  the  banner  cross  on  higlt^ 


183  EVANGELICAL   HYMNS. 

2"  Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle 

On  the   bosom  of  the  deep; 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile. 
And  the  blacks  forever  weep. 

3  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  on  the  palmy  East, 
Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display. 
Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast 

4  Visit  ev'ry  heathen  soil, 

Ev'ry  barren,  burning  strand, 
Bid  each  dreary  region  smile, 
Lovely  as  the  promis'd  land^ 
&  In  yon  wilds  of  stream  and  shade, 
Many  an  Indian  wigwam  trace;. 
And  with  words  of  love  persuade 
Savages  to  sue  for  grace. 
$  Circumnavigate  the  ball- 
Visit  ev'ry  soil  and  sea; 
Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all;- 
Jesus'  love  is  full  and  free. 
250.      L.  M.        H. 
The  AngeVs  flight.— Rev.  xiv.  6. 
X  npHAT  mighty  angel,  to  whose  hand 
J_    The  everlasting  word  is  giv'n, 
Waves  his  broad  wing  o'er  sea  and  land, 
And  soaring,  cleaves  the  vault  of  heav'n,. 
2  And  say — shall  aught  oppose  his  flight? — 
Aught  dim  with  clouds  his  flaming  scroll? 
No! — not  till  truth  with  holy  light 
Shall  visit  ev'ry  heathen  soul. 
8  Not  till  blest  peace  shall  spring  to  birth; 
Till  hatred  sheath  his  useless  sword; 
2?ot  till  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord 


EVANGELICAL    HYX^S.  1*0 

251.      C.  M.         Logan. 
Mic.  iv.  1 — 5. 

1  "OEKOLD!  the  mountain  of  the  LoriL 
JD   In  latter  days,  shall  rise 

Above  the  mountains  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow; 
"Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say,  ^ 
**And  to  his  courts  we'll  go." 

3  The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion?s  hili 

Shall  lighten  ev?ry  land; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zioms  tow'rf- 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  longer  hosts  encount'ring  hosts, 

Their  millions  slain  deplore; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hali, 
study  war  no  more. 

5  Come  then — O,  come  from  every*  land,. 

[p  at  his  shrine; 
walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

258.    8.  M.        Dwioht. 
Love  to  the  Chvrrh. — Ps.  cxxxvii.  5,  $ 
1    ¥    LOVE  t/y  Kingdom,  Lord, 
Jl   The  house  of  thine  abode, 
Tc  Church,  our  blest  Redeemer  savM 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 
•2  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heav'nly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 
B  If  e'er  to  sons 

My  voice  or  hands  den 


190  EVANGELICAL   HYMNS. 

These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake. 
1  his  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare  or  her  woe, 
Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  every  grief  o'erflow. 

5  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend: 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield. 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

253.    L.  M.        Gibbons. 

Acts  x.  38. 

I  "V^/TIEX  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
V  r     What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day. 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race? 

5  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue; 
Let  alms  bestow'd,  let  kindness  done, 
Be  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lice*, 
"Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives. 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank;. 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank. 

4  But  he,  who  marks,  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  acts,  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod. 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  Gcd. 


Evangelical  hymns.  10J 

25£    C.  M.        Barbaild. 

Charity. 

BLEST  is  the  man,  whose  soft'ning  heait 
Feels  all  another's  pain; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
\Yas  never  rais'd  in  vain. 

Whose  breast  expands  with  gen'rous  war..  G 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 

He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 
He  spreads  his  kind  supporting'  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief: 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 

And  brings  unasu'd  relief. 
To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 

A  brother  in  a  foe. 
He,  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

Shall  present  peace  receive — 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throney 

His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 
255;    L.  31. 
Charity. 

THE  gold  and  silver  are  the  Lord's, 
And  every  blessing  earth  aff  . 
All  come  from  his  propitious  hand, 
And  must  return  at  his  command. 
The  blessings  which  I   now  enjoy, 

t  for  Christ  and  souls  em; 
Tor  if  I  use  them  as  my  own, 
My  Lord  will  soon  call  in  his  loan, 
i  When  I  to  him  in  want  a] 
He  never  cSes  ny  suit  d 


193  EVANGELICAL    HYMX*. 

And  shall  I  then  refuse  to  give, 
Since  I  so  much  from  him  receive'? 

4  Shall  Jesus  leave  the  realms  of  day, 
And  Clothe  himself  in  humble  clay! 
Shall  he  become  despis'd  and  poor., 
To  make  me  rich  forevermore? 

0  And  shall  I  Vickediy  withhold, 
To  give  my  silver  and  my  gold] 
To  aid  a  cause  my  soul  approves, 
And  save  the  sinners  Jesus  loves? 

6  Expand  my  heart — incline  me,  Lord, 
To  give  the  whole  I  can  afford; 
That  what  thy  bounty  renders  mine, 
I  may  with  cheerful  hands  resign, 

256.    L.  M.         Collaer. 

Household  Baptism: 

1  T'TNITED  prayers  ascend  to  thee, 

%J    Eternal  Parent  of  mankind; 
Smile  on  this  waiting  family — 

Thy  face  they  seek,  and  let  them  find, 

2  Let  the  dear  pledges  of  their  love, 

Like  tender  plants  around  them  grow, 
Thy  present  grace  and  joys  above, 
Upon  their  little  ones  bestow. 

3  Receive,  at  their  believing  hand, 

The  charge  which  they  devote  as  thi; 
Obedient  to  their  Lord's  command — 
And  seal  with  pow'r  the  rite  divine. 

4  To  every  member  of  their  house, 

Thy  grace  impart,  thy  love  extend; 
Grant  every  good  that  time  allows, 
With  keay'tfly  Joys  that  never  end. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMXS.  193 

257.      C.  31.         Doddridge. 

Mark  x.   14. 

1  £JEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
►^   With  all  engaging-  charms; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 

*  n  I  'Ids  them  in  his  arms.  - 

2  "i^irrii    Uiem  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

*-\or  scorn  their  humble  name; 
"Fur  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
"'['he  Lord  of  angels  came.'' 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 
•*_\irdy^eld  them  up  to  thee; 

9^fiu  uiat  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear; 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face; 
And  fly  with  transports  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 
If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  heart, 
If  weeping  o?er  their  dust. 

2o*.     C.  M.         Hyde. 
Infant  baptism. 
1  CUIEPHERD,  who  leadB  with  tender  ca#> 
►3  The  feeble  of  thy  fold,— 
Who  dost  regard  the  weakest  there, 

And  all  tlfeir  steps  uphold; 
This  little  helpless  lamb  receive, 

In  merry  to  thy  breast; 
And  let  parental  fondness  leave 
It  safely  there  to  rest. 

h  thy  guardian  love, 
Through  aJJ.  Jj/e's  daug'rou.S  way, 


194  EVANGELICAL    K?)DI& 

Ne'er  let  it  from  thy  pastures  rovev 
Nor  be  the  lion's  prey. 
4  In  thine  eternal,  heav'nly  home, 
Oh,  let  it  find  a  place; 
And  hf>,  when  life  and  toils  are  done,. 
-       A  trophy  of  thy  grace. 

V  \0       259.    C.  31.         Green.  #**>' 

Parents'  prayer  for  their  children.  "Oh  that  Is} 
mael  might  live  before  thee!" — Gen.  xvii.  13. 

1  rjlHUS  "did  the  pious  .\braTm  pray 

A     For  his  beloved  son: 
Let  parents  in  the  present  day      M&  ^mL 
His  language  make  their  own.  • 

2  Though  they  with  God  in  cov'narr 

And  have  their  heaven  in  view, 
They  are  unhappy,  till  they  see 
Their  children  happy  too. 

3  Their  hearts  with  inward  anguish  bleed 

lien  all  attempts  prove  vain; 
And  they  pursue  those  paths  that  lead 
To  everlasting  pain. 

4  They  warn,  indulge,  correct,  beseech, 

While  tears  in  torrents  flow; 
And  ?tis  beyond  the  pow'r  of  speech 
To  tell  the  griefs  they  know. 

5  Till  they  can  see  victorious  grace 

Their  children's  souls  possess. 
The  sparkling  wit,  the  smiling  face 
But  adds  to  their  distress. 

(J  See  the  fond  father  clasp  his  child; 
Hark!  how  his  bowels  move: 
"Shalt  thou,  my  offspring,  be  exii'd 

Fxom  God  my  Father's  I 


EVANGELICAL   HY3EK5.  195 

7  :iShaIl  cruel  spirits  drag  thee  down 
To  darkness  and  despair; 
Beneath  th'  Almighty's  angry  frown, 
To  dwell  forever  there? 
ind  heav'n,  the  dreadful  scene  forbid! 
^Look  down,  dear  Lord,  and  bless; 
I'll  wrestle  hard,  as  Jacob  did — 
May  1  obtain  success!" 

260.    L.  M.        Hyde. 
*      Prayer  for  the  children  of  the  Church. 

1  "|\K\R  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray 
U   From  thy  secure  enclosure's  bound, 
And,  lur'd  by  worldly  joy3  away, 

Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found; 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  thine, 

That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear, 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine, — 
The  sign  of  cov'nant  grace  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  erring,  sinful  years, 

Oh,  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be; 
Remember  all  the  prayVs  and  tears, 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee. 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 

These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more,. 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way, 
The  wand'rers  to  thy  fold  restore. 
261.     C.  M.        Cowpbr: 
J*  ray  or  for  Youth. 
1,  ^*OME,  Lord,  and  bless  tne  rising  race! 
Vy   .Vlake  this  a  happy  hour, 
According  to  thy  richest  grace, 
id  tnine  almighty  pow'r. 
2  Dear  youth,  we  know  your  sinful  state-— 
May  Uod  your  hearts  ran 


i\}ij  EVANGELICAL    HYMN?. 

We  would  awhile  ourselves  forget^ 

To  pour  out  pray'r  for  yo'u. 
3  We  see,  though  you  perceive  it  not; 

Th'  approaching-,  awful  doom! 
Oh,  tremble  at  the  solemn  thought-. 

And  flee  the  wrath  to  come! 

262.     C.  M.  Doddridge. 

And  yet  there  is  room. — Luke  xiv.  22. 

1  fTlHE  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spreads, 

JL     The  dainties  crown  the  board: 
Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  giv'n; 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed. 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heav'n. 

3  Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  stray 'd 

In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come; 
Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreats. 
And  grace  shall  £*jd  you  room. 

4  Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here; 
And  millions  more  still  on  the  way. 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 

That  millions  more  may  come; 
Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

6  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
Ap^lI  bless  the  founders  name./ 


ucxl  nv 

-263. 
■r\  them  to -come  in. — Lake  xiv. 
I    T"      >RD,  turn  y  bounties  are, 

JLi    lender,  gracious,  sinner's  friend; 
iost  thou  prep 
nd! 

I  thy  great  design, 
o  didst  first  the  message  bring! 
Ev'ry  Lean  to  tnee  inc ■'.. 

>w  compel  them  to  come  in. 

ird  road, 
no  compulsion  need; 
and  God, 
- .  they  run  with  rapid  sp/ 
'4  Draw  them  back  by  lore  divine — 

y  heart  to  t„ee  incline; 

:a. 
&'  Thus  their  willing  souls  compel — 

their  happy  mi  rain* 

-  of  death  and 
Home  to  God.  and  grace  again. 
8     •  :ch  that  conqifridg  arm  of  t 
re  stretched  out  to  bleed 

.  to  come  in. 

yet  there  is  room. — Luke  xiv 
1    ^T^C  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
M-     Behold  a  r 

eri)ounte  c 
■  humble  guest, 
^ds  with  open 


198  EVANGELICAL   HYHNS. 

Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarm? 
But  sec,  there  yet  is  room: 

3  .Room  iii  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heaitv 

There  luve  and  pity  meet: 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  6oul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  reconcil'd, 

Invites  your  souls  to  come: 
The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 

And  kindly  welcom'd  home. 
O  Oh  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love: 
While  liope  attends  the  sweet  repast 

Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
in  ecstasies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Arc  welcome  still  to  come; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room! 
865,     C.  at         Hart. 
Faith,  Hope,  and  Love. — 1  Cor.  xiii.  13 

1  TW'Mli^  blest  memorials  of  thy  love, 

JL     Of  thine  atoning  death; 
AVe  cor.;e,  dear  Saviour,  to  receivCj 
But  would  receive  with— -faith. 

2  The  tokens  sent  us  to  relieve 

Our  spirits,  when  they  droop; 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive, 
But  would  receive  with — h>>. 
2  The  pledges  thou  Wast  pleased  to  leave. 
Otjr  remove; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMN3.  199 

*We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive, 
But  would  receive  With — love. 

4  Here,  in  obedience  to  thy  word, 

We  take  the  bread  and  wine; 
The  utmost  we  can  do,  dear  Lord! 
For  ail  beyond  is  thine. 

5  Increase  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love^ 

Lord,  give  us  ail  that's  good; 
We  would  thy  fall  salvation  prove, 
And  share  thy  Jlcsk  and  blood. 
26(5.     3.  VL 
JHy  thine  heart. — Prov.  xxiii,  2& 

1  A   \D  can  I  yet  delay 
1\.  Jly  little  all  to  give? 

To  tear  myself*  from  earth  away 
_\iy  Jesus  to  receive.' 

2  Nay.  but  I  yield,  I   yield! 

1  can  hold  out  no  more: 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compett'dg 
And  own  him  conqueror. 

3  Though  late  I  ail  lorsaue, 

My  ftienda«  my  ail 

I  alio. 
And  §eal  me  ever  thine! 

4  Come  and  possess  me  whole, 

:•  frotd  me  rem 

I  mg  soul, 
I  of  love. 

.Ay  love  to  kiiow; 
•ek  ami  taste  no  other  bliW 
i  good  below. 
portion  thou, 
i  ....    L<  at 


200  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

My  hope,  my  heav'nly  treasure,  now 
Enter,  and  keep  my  heart. 

267.     7s.         .Montgomery. 
Young-  eonverfs  resolution, — Ruth  i.  16, 

1  TJEOPLE  of  tlie  living  Godi 

JL      I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found. 
ISow  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 

Turns — a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren  1  where  your  altar  burns, 

Ob  receive  me  to  your  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave* 
Where  you  dweii  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  miner 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more; 

Every  idol  I  resign, 

3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  and  loss, 

Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp,  and  power; 
Welcome  poverty  and  cross, 

Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  hour. 
"Follow  me" — I  know  thy  voice, 

Jesus,  Lord!  thy  steps  1  see; 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice, 

Light  thy  burden  now  to  me. 

26?.     L.  M.        Godwin. 
On  admission  of  new  mcmhers. — Gen.  xxiv~3I. 
1  ^UU"ELCOME,.tnou  well-beloved  of  God. 
▼  ▼     1  hou  l.cir  of  grace,  redeem'd  by  blood ; 
Welcome  with  us  thy  hand  to  join 
As  partner  of  our  lot  divine. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  201 

U  With  us  the  pilgrim's  state  embrace, 
We're  trav'ling  to  a  blissful  place; 
The  Holy  Ghost,  who  knows  the  way, 
Conduct  thee  on  from  day  to  day. 

3  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  bear  it  on, 
Jt  shall  be  Jig-lit,  and  not  be  long; 
Soon  shalt  thou  sit  with  Jesus  down, 
And  wear  an  everlasting  crown. 

269.    C.  M.         Ryland. 

Journey  to  Heaven. — Gen.  xxiv.  5CL 

1  TX  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
JL  My  journey  I'll  pursue: 

Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lov'd  saints, 
for  I  must  go  with  ycu. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  "Stay,'"  says  the  world,  "and  taste  awhile 

"My  ever  pleasant  sweet;" 
Hinder  me  not,  my  soul  replies, 
Because  the  way  is  great. 

4  "Stay,"  Satan,  my  old  master,  crie=^ 

"ur  force  shall  thee  detain;" 
Hinder  me  not,  I  will  he  gone — 
My  God  hath  broke  thy  chain. 

5  Through  duty  and  through  trials  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanucrs  land. 

6  And  when  ray  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my   cry  shall  be — 
Hinder  me  not — Come  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee* 


202  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

270.     L.  M.        Pres.  Davie* 

Self-dedication  to  GocL 
i   X    ORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
JLi   Purchas'd  and  sav'd  h y  blood  divine 
Willi  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 
2  (Jrant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransonvd  by  ImmanuePa  blood.- 
"3  Thee,  my  new  Jlaster,  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all; 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  to   thee— - 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity. 

271.     L.  M.        Steele. 
The  'noblest  resolution. — Josh.  xxiv.  15. 
"  \Y  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  pow'rs  to  serve  the  LorJ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  Oli,  be  his  service  all  my  joy! 

and  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
j^Hbd  join  in  labours  so  d\ 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  s 

3  -Lenin,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

4  Oh,  may  1  never  faint,  nor  tire, 

Nor  waiia'ring,  leave  bis  sacred  w. 
•Great    4od,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  pr 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS.  203 

272.     C.  M.         Ste.nnett. 
Jly  Jlesh  is  meat  indeed. — John  vi.  o2— 36. 

1  IJF^E,  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
JL  J_  TV)  feed  on  food  divioe; 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  He  that  prepares  this  rich  repast, 

Himself  comes  down  and  dies; 
then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

0  Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow, 

i  hat  delightful  food! 
We  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine,- 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

4  The  bitter  torments  he  endur'd, 
Upoo  th'  accursed  tree, 
I        me,  each  welcome  guest  may  say% 
■  .    all  procur'd  forme. 

ore  Avas  never  love  so  free, 
Dear  Saviour  so  divine; 
WeH  thou  may'st  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  so  much  to  thine, 
273.     C.  31.         Cole. 
Jlesh  is  meal  indeed. — John  vi.  55. 

1  £^i  RE  AT  God,  we  now  surround  thy  board, 
\SW  To  banquet  and  to  f< 

flesh  and  blood,  dear  dying  Lord, 
Arc  meat  and  drink  ind 

.crcd  flesh  and  saving  blood, 
Do  ev'ry  type 
And  v'nly  food 

f     meal  to -I  drink  indeed. 

re  free!, 


204  EVANGELICAL    HFXKB. 

And  in  a  figure  pointed  to 
This  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

4  The  manna  and  the  cheering  stream.. 

For  Israel's  daily  need, 
Did  in  the  wilderness  proclaim 
Ti  is  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

5  This  is  the  Lord's  appointed  feast, 

Enjoimd  on  all  his  seed; 
His  flesh  and  blood,  O  happy  guest) 
Are  meat  and  drink  indeed. 
8  These  sacred  signs  assist  our  sense, 
But  faith  on  Christ  can  feed; 
He  is  the  bread  of  excellence, 
And  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

274.     C.  M.         Stenxett. 
Eat,  O  friends!  be. — Cant.  v.   1. 

1  T  QRD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
JLi  The  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
But  most  of  all  admire,  that  I 

Should  find  a  welcome  place, 

2  I  that  am  all  denTd  with  sin, 

A  reoel  to  my  God, 
I  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  Tvhat  strange  surprising  grace  is  thisv 

That  such  a  soul  has  room! 
My  Snaviour  takes  me  by  the  hand — . . 
My  .lesus  bids  me.  come. 

4  Eat,  ()  my  friends,  the  Saviour  cri 

The  feast  was  made  for  you; 
For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  died. 
And  rose,  and  triumph'd  too. 
3  Had  J  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord. 
1\\  give  them  all  to  thee; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMN*.  205 

Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

275.  8,   7.  WlNGROVE. 

Miracle  of  Grace. — Luke  xix.  10. 
1  TIT  AIL!  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 
XJl  Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 
Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
£  Oh  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven, 
Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness! 
Love  I  much!   I've  much  forgiven, 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

3  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 
Unconcern M  in  sin  I  lay; 

Swift  destruction  still   pursuing, 
Till  my  Saviour  pass'd  that  i 

4  Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heaven. 
My  Redeemer's  tenderness, 

Love  I  much   I've  much  forgiven. 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir, 
Praise  the  Lamb  enthron'd  above; 

Whilst  astonish'd,  I  admire 

Goa'f  free  grace  and  boundless  love 

0  That  blest  moment  I  receiv'd  him, 
FilPd  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace: 

JLove  I  much!   I've  much  forgiven, 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

276.  lis.        De  Fleury. 
Kedron, 

1  rilHOU  soft  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver 
JL  stream, 

.'•,  at  midnight,  when  Cynt 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMX5. 

Shone  bright  on  thy  waters,  would  frequently 
stra] 

And  lc  se,  in  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the  day. 

r.p  were  the  vapours  that  fell  on  his 
head, 
Row  i  ard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed; 
The  angels,  astonish'd,  «rew  sad  at  the  sight. 
And  foilow'd  their  AJ aster  with  solemn  delight. 

garden  of  Olivet,  dear  honoured  spot, 
Thy  name  and  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow!  the  triumph  of  love! 
4  Come  saints  and  adore  him,  come  bow  at  his 

feet; 
Oh  give  him  the  glory  and  praise  that  is  meet: 
Let  joyful  hosa.mahs  unceasing  arise, 
And   join  the  glad  chorus  that  gladdens  the 
skies. 

277.    8,  7. 
Priest. 

(*i  a*E  \T  High  Priest,  we  view  thee  stooping#, 
Jf  'With  our  names  upon  thy  breast; 
Id  the  garden,  groaning,  drooping, 
To  the  ground  with  sorrow  press'd. 

2  Weeping  angels  stood  confounded. 

To  behold  their  maker  thus! 
And  can  we  remain  unwounded, 
When  we  know  'twas  all  fur  us? 

3  On  the  cross  thy  body  broken, 

Cancels  ev'ry  penal   tie — 
Tempted  souls,  produce  this  token 
All  demands  to  satisfy. 

4  All  is  iinish'd.  do  not  doubt  it, 

i3ut  believe  your  dving  LorvL 


i. .  a:;<:i.lical  in  \  207' 

more  about  it. 

Only  tako  him  at  his  word, 

t)  Lord j  we  fain  would  trust  thee  solely, 
Since  for  us  thy  blood  was  spilt; 
Gracious  Saviour,  take  us  wholly — 
Tata  ii ml  (bake  pa  what  thou  wilt. 
5J78,    I  .  Mt.        Collt&r, 

Tki  Saviour's  love. 
1  ^lOFT  be  the  genii}  breathing  notes 
►  »  Thai  sino-  the  Saviour's  dying  Loves 
Bofl  as  the  ev'ning  aephyr  floats, 
Soft  as  the  tuneful  lyres  above. 
\J  Sofl  as  the  morning  dews  descend, 

While  the  sweet  lark  exulting  Boarsj 

loft  to  your  A 1  mighty  Friend, 
!)<•  <;ci-\  iigh  year  besom  pours. 

3  Pure  as  the  sun's  enliv'ninff  mv, 

That  scatters  life  and  joy  abroadj 
Tsiro  as  the  lucid  car  of  day, 
That  wide  proclaims  its   Baker,  God 

4  True  as  the  magnet  to  the  pole, 

So  true  lot  your  contrition  be — 
So  trite  let  all  your  sorrows  roll. 
To  Him  who  bled  upon  the  I 

'.     L    M.        Dr.  Don - 

For  om   who  has  just  hcv>  at  the  Id 
1   /^H   happy  day  that  fixM  my  ch< 
VJ  On  thee  in)    Haviour  and   my  CiodJ 
U  ell  ma]  m  ing  bear!  rejoi 

Ami  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
*J  Oh  happy  bond  that  holds  mj  N"1 

To  him  w  ho  merits  all  m>    \o\  o! 

1  et  v  rateful  incense  611  thine  1m  >u 

ex  to  seal  them,  there  )  uu 


208  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

3  'Tis  done!  the  great  transaction's  done! 

I  am  the  Lord's;  the  Lord  is  mine: 
He  drew  me,  and  I  follow'd  on, 

Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Then  rest,  thou  wand'ring  wayward  heart, 

Firm  on  this  blissful  centre  rest; 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
"When  call'd  on  angels'  bread  to  feast? 

5  High  Heav'n  that  heard  the  solemn  \o\v, 

That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  my  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 
2S0.     L.  31.         Watts. 
The  enjoyment  of  Christ;  or,  delight  in  worship. 

1  T    ORD,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace 
JLj   Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  faco, 
And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame! 

Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name! 

2  When  I  can  say,  my  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  the  earth  calls  good  or  great. 

3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  souls  employs, 
Here  we  could  sit  and  gaze  away 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 

4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night. 
To  the  fair  coasts  of  perfect  light: 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 

5  There  shall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  bliss, 
And  pluck  new  life  from  heav'rly  trees! 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  bestow 

A  drop  of  kctav'fl  qh  worjn^s  bejow* 


EVANGELICAL    IIY3IX9.  2tf9 

6  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land; 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 
A  glimpse  of  love,  a  glimpse  of  thee. 

281.     L.  ft. 

The  Lord's  Supper  a  memorial  of  Christ's  deaili. 
1  Cor.  xi.  26. 

1  ^V]~0 — never  may  our  souls  forget 

-L  l    TV  injunction  of  our  dying  Lord, 
To  meet,  as  we  have  often  met, 
Around  the  sacramental  board. 

2  There  have  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 

Partaken  of  angelic  food; 
The  Bread  descending  from  above, 
The  Wine — the  type  of  Jesus'  blood. 
.3  In  memory  of  that  dying  Lamb, 

Who  paid  for  man  salvation's  price, 
Who  was  at  once  the  great  "I   A.M," 
TV  atoning  Priest — and  Sacrifice. 
4  Thy  death,  dear  Lord,  we  celebrate, 
While. round  thy  table  met  again; 
Thy  graces  would  we  imitate, 

While  on  thy  footstool  we  remain. 
^  Yes,  and  while  -thought,  and  life  shall  last, 
Till  time  and  nature's  final  doom, 

ill  share  this  sweet  repast, 
Until  their  Lord  again  "shall  come." 

L.  M.         Watts,. 

The  Saint's  Hope. 

J   "^S57"HAT  siuners  value  I  resign; 

▼  T     Lord;  'tis  enough  flat  fnoti  art  mint 
o 


1 ' 


210  EVANGELICAL   UVM.n- 

I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there? 

3  Oh  glorious  hour!   O  blest  abode! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  dreadful  sound; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise. 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

283.    C.  M.        Watts. 

Trials  overcome  by  Hope, 

1  "IJftTHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

▼  T      To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  1  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall: 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  Heaven,  my  All. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soiri 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest. 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  brea 


L 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMNS.  211 

284.    L.  31. 

Let  every  one  that  nanieth  the  name  of  Christ  4g- 
part  from  iniquity. — 2  Tim.  ii.  19. 
ET  all  who  name  his  blessed  name, 
Who  once  for  sinners  shed  his  bloody 
Depart  from  sin,  and  count  it  shame 
To  live  like  those  who  know  not  God.. 

2  What  kind  of  persons  should  they  be, 

Whose  names  appear  enroll'd  above; 
The  people  whom  the  Lord  makes  free7 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love! 

3  What  kind  of  perrons  should  they  be] 

How  blameless  should  their  life  appear^ 
Who  hope  the  Lord  in  heaven  to  see, 
And  dwell  with  him  forever  there? 

4  With  hopes  so  blessed  and  so  bright, 

Of  heaven  they  well  may  think  and  talk: 
And,  being  children  of  the  light, 

As  children  of  the  light  should  walk. 

5  The  sons  of  God,  they  well  may  scorn 

The  highest  honors  here  on  earth; 
To  heaven's  eternal  honours  born, 

To  stoop  would  ill  become  their  birth. 

6  And  when  a  few  short  years  are  past, 

What's  prornis'd  now  shall  then  be  giv'n: 
A  goodly  portion  theirs  at  last, 

The  glories  and  the  joys  of  heav'n. 
2*5.    C.  31.         Rippon. 
Christian  self-denial. — Mark  viii.  34.  Lukp 
ix.  23. 
1     A  ND  must  T  part  with  all  I  have, 
jlIl   My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee? 
It  is  but  right,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  wore  than  this  for  mo  . 


212  EVAXGKLICAL    HV 

-2  Fee,  let  it  gro — one  look  from  thee 
V.  ill  more  than  make  amends, 
For  ail  the  losses   I  sustain 
LcheSj  friends. 

\J  worlds,  ten  thousand  lii 
y  appear, 
}ir'J  frith  ti.ee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair! 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 
E  obtain. 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  eise; 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 

M. 
Pr  t  lie ver  after  Commu  I  i 

1  f^H!   fur  an  ardent  faith, 
KJf    \  steadfast  trust  in  I 

res. 
And  sinoothe  its   rugged  road. 

2  Oh  for  a  grateful  heart! 

A  patient — humhle  mind; 

To  n; an,  sir.ee re  and   kind. 
of  love  and  pe:, 
-ccnd  and  fill  this  heart; 

ir  cease. 
And  every  doubt  depart. 
4.  Pour  on  this  darken'd  , 
soul-rerii  i 

-  proclaim  my  joy, 
And  all  my  life  be  pra.^ 

0  Then  will  this  bosom  g 

angel- wir 


fcVAXGELIC  YL    HYMNS.  21? 

287.    C.  M.        Steele. 

The  Request. 

1  T71VTHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 
-T      Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise: — 

2  "Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine,, 

My  life  and  death  attend; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  filling 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 
888.    CM. 
Request. 

1  #^OME,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire—* 
^^  This  one  great  gift  impart — 
What  most  I  need — and  most  desire, 

A  humble,  holy  heart. 

2  Bear  witness  that  I'm  born  again, 

My  many  sins  forgiv'n: 
JVor  let  a  gloomy  doubt  remain 
To  cloud  my  hope  of  heav'n. 
2  More  of  myself  grant  I  may  know., 
From  sin's  deceit  be  free, 
In  all  the  christian  graces  grow, 
And  live  alone  to  thee. 

289.    8,  7.        Andrews, 

A  prayer  for  universal  holiness. 
1  TjVVTHI'lU,  sanctify  me  wholly, 

»       Grant  me  thy  transforming  gracjc* 
Jiay  *  still  heboid  thy  glory 
$hiiiiqg  in  the  Saviour's  face: 


#J4  EVANGELICAL   HYMNS. 

Pardon'd' through  his  perfect  meri£;. 

Grant  me  pow'r  to  conquer  sin; 
Purify  me  by  thy  Spirit; 

Take  away  my  dross  and  tin. 
'2  May  I  live  by  faith  in  Jesus; 

Ever  boasting"  in  his  cross, 
Charm'd  with  all  his  shining  graced; 

And  delighted  with  his  laws: 
As  an  humble  child   and  servant, 

May  I  still  revere  thy  name; 
Love  to  thee,  supreme  and  fervent? 

Growing  to  a  burning  flame. 
S  Grant  me  sweet  entire  submission 

To  thy  wise  and  holy  will, 
Deed  repentance  for  transgression P~ 

Poverty  of  spirit  still; 
Fortitude  in  times  of  trial, 

Zeal  to  serve  the  living  God, 
"VTatchfulness  and  self-denial, 

Gratitude  for  every  good. 

4  In  thy  presence  oft  appearing, 

May  I  see  thy  beauteous  face, 
Praying,  praising,  reading,  hearings 

Using  all  the  means  of  grace. 
Give  me  strong,  sincere  affection 

To  the  saints  who  fear  thy  name, 
Deep  concern,  unfeign'd  compassion 

For  the  careless  and  profane. 

5  Make  me  just  in  all  my  dealings, 

That  I  never  may  oppress; 
Kind,  benev'lent  in  my  feelings 

To  my  neighbors  in  distress; 
Sober,  temp'rate,  gentle,  humble, 

Well  regarding  truth  and  peace 
father,  let  me  never  stumble, 

iSor  forsake  thy  sacred  ways. 


I 


EVANGELICAL    HfcMlft  215 

290.    S.  It. 
TV  ants. 
WANT  a  heart  to  pray, 


To  pray  and  never  cease; 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 

Or  wish  my  suff 'rings  less. 
This  blessing  above  all, 

Always  to  pray,  I  want; 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  callx 

And  never,  never  faint. 
I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
TJnmov'd  by  threat'nings  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name. 
A  jealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

I  want,  with  ail  my  heart, 

Thy  pleasure  to  fulfil; 
To  know  myself,  and  what  thou  art, 

And  what  thy  perfect  will. 
I  want,  I  know  not  what; 

J  want  my  wants  to  see^ 
I  want — alas!  what  want  I  not, 

When  thou  art  not  in  me? 

291.     C.  M.         Masos.  - 
Pearl  of  great  price. — Matt.  xiii.  4G. 
'VE  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price; 
My  heart  exults  for  joy; 
And  sing  I  must — a  Christ  I  have— 
O  what  a  Christ  have  I! 
3  Christ  is  my  Father  and  my   I 
My  Brother  and  my  L«j\e; 


i 


/ 

ilO  EVANGELICAL   IIYMXS. 

?.!y  Head,  my  Hope,  my  Counsellor. 
My   \dvocate  above. 
3  3Iy  Christ,  he  is  the  Heav'n  of  Leav'n. 
My  Christ  what  shall  I  cali! 
?>Iy  Christ  is  first,  my  Christ  is  last. 
My  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

892.    C.  31.        SrnpuB. 
Pearl  of  great  price. — JIatt.  xiii.  4(J. 

1  "^/"l^  glitfring  toys  of  earth,  cdieu. 

JL     A  nobler  choice  be  mine; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view — 
treasure  all  divine. 

2  Begofee,  m  worthy  of  ray  care-, 

specious  baits  of  sense; 
Inestimable1  wurth  appears. 

pearl  of  price  immense! 

3  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 

The>r  boasted  stores  resign, 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  alL 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mice. 
4' Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart.. 
this  dear  gift  possess'd, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  forever  blest. 
5  Pear  Soverv  ig-n  of  my  soul's  desires,, 
love  is  bliss  dn 
Accept  the  praise  that  grace  inspires, 
Since  1  can  call  thee  mine! 

293.     C.  31.         Steele. 

of  the  world, — Ps.  iv.  6,  7. 
1  "OEGOSE,  ye  gilded  vanities. 
_!_£   I  seek  substantial  good; 
J*o  real  -  rise-—. 

The  favor  of  my  Gcd. 


2 1 ; 

2  Thy  smiles  immortal  joys  impart, 
Heav'n  dawns  in  every  ray; 
One  glimpse  of  thee  will  cheer  my  be 
And  turn  my  night  to  day. 

;3  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  be^* 
.:i  till  the  craving  mind: 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woe*. 
And  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

old  boundless  wealth  increase  my  s 
Can  wealth  my  cares  beguile? 
ould  be  wretched  still,  and  poor, 
Lout  thy  blissful  smile, 
j  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine. 
My  life  and  death  attend; 

once  through  my  journey  shine_f. 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

0  G:  v  Father,  and  my  God, 

is  one  rec. 
"Be  fhoa  my  guide  to  thine  abode, 
Au;.  . 

291.     C.  M.        Bk 
Tf'otih  of  a  soul. — Mark  viii.  36. 

1  \7" AIX  world,  thy  cheating  arts  give  e'en 

T  rs  I  despi 

In  vain  thcu  spread'st  thy  tempting  s* 
.tch  my  wand' ring  eyes. 

i±  Bribe  me  no  more  with  glittering  I 
To  catch  my  soul  av 

nch  delusive  j 
To  t erupt 
{J   I  cannot  part  with  gold  for  di 
M>bd  good   : 

l 


218  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

4  Vain  world,  thy  weak  attempts  forbear, 

I  all  thy  charms  defy, 
And  rate  my  precious  soul  too  dear,- 
For  all  thy  wealth  to  buy. 

295.  L.  M.        Steele. 
Poor  in  spirit, — Matt.  v.  3. 

1  "V^E  humble  souls,  complain  no  more; 

M.     Let  faith  survey  your  future  store, 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 
The  sacred  works  of  truth  attest! 

2  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere*, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear, 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes, 
The  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

<3  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride: 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores; 
Trifles  are  theirs — a  kingdom  yours.-* 

A  A  kingdom  of  immense  delight, 

Where  health,  and  peace,  and  joy  unite* 
Where  undeclining  pleasures  rise, 
And  every  wish  hath  full  supplies. 

5  Jesus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  pray'r*! 
Reveal,  confirm  my  int'rest  there: 
Whatever  my  humble  lot  below, 
This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know! 

Q  Oh  let  me  hear  that  voice  divine, 
Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mineV 
Enroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
My  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

296.  L.  M.        Watts. 
Earth  abandoned. 

1   TT    ORD,  I  renounce  my  carnal  taste 
JLi  Of  the  fair  fruit  that  sinners  prizc^ 


L -ANGELICAL    HYMN?.  210 

T*heir  paradise  shall  uever  waste 
One  t!. ought  of  mine,  but  to  desp; 
2  All  earthly  joys  are  overweigh'd 

With  mountains  of  vexatious  care: 

And  where's  the  sweet  that  is  not  laid 

\  bait  to  some  destructive  snare? 

.  forever,  mortal  things! 
Thou  mighty  molehill,  earth,  farewell! 
Ancrels  aspire  on  lo: 

And  leave  this  earth  where  sinners  dwelf. 
4  Come.  Saviour,  fill  my  large  des: 

My  soul  pursues  the  sovereign  good. 
>:.o  was  ail  made  of  heav'nly  nr» 
-Nor  can  she  love  this  earthly  clod. 
297.     L.  M.         Medley. 

iful. — Luke  x.  42. 

1  TESUS,  engrave  it  on  my  heart. 

C/     That  thou  the  one  thing  needful  I 
I  could   from  all  things  parted  be, 
But  never,  never,  Lord,  from  I 

2  Needful  art  thou  to  make  me  live; 
Needful  art  thou  all  grace  to  \ 
Needful  to  guide  me,  lest  I  stray; 
Needful  to  help  me  ev« 

3  Needful  is  thy  most  precious  blood: 
Needful  is  thy  correcting  rod; 
NefedfaJ  is  thy  indulgent  care: 
Needful  thy  all-prevailing  prayer. 

4  Needful  thy  presence,  dearest  lord, 
True  peace  and  comfort  lo  a 

thy  promise,  to  iriipart 
i  life  and  vigor  to  my  heart, 
edful  art  thou  to  be  my  stay 
rough  all  Ufe'a  dark  .  dj  wa/t 


220  EVANGELICAL   HYlOfefi, 

Nor  less  in  death  tlRu'lt  needful  b< 
When  I  yield  up  my  soul  to  thee. 
0  Needful  art  thou  to  raise  my  dust 
In  shining-  glory  with  the  just; 
Needful  when  I  in  heav'n  appear, 
To  crown  and  to  present  me  there. 

299.     L.  M.         Medley. 

Jlorning  Star. — Rev.  xxii.  10. 

}  XN  glory  bright  the  Saviour  reigns, 
A    And  endless  grandeur  there  sustains. 
We  view  his  beams,  and  from  afar 
Hail  him  the  bright,  the  Morning  Star. 

2  Blest  Star!  where'er  his  lustre  shines, 
He  all   the  soul  with  grace  refines; 
And  makes  each  happy  saint  declare, 
He  is  the  bright,  the  Morning  Star. 

3  Sweet  Star!  his  influence  is  divine; 
Life,  peace,  and  joy,  attending  shine: 
Death,  hell,  and  sin,  before  him  flee; 
The  bright,  the  Morning  Star  is  he: 

4  Great  Star!  in  whom  salvation  dwells^ 
His  beam  the  thickest  cloud  dispels; 
The  grossest  darkness  flies  afar, 
Before  this  bright,  this  Morning  Star. 

&  Most  glorious  Star!  be  thou  our  guide, 
Nor  from  our  souls  thy  splendor  hide; 
Let  nothing  thy  sweet  beams  debar, 
Thou  only  bright  and  Morning  Star. 

$  Eternal  Star!  our  songs  shall  rise, 
When  we  shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies; 
And,  in  eternal  anthems,  there, 
Praise  thee,  the  bright,  the  Morning  St?K 


o 


EVANGELICAL    IIY3IX3.  22d 

299.    L.  M.        H.  K.  Whitf. 
Star  of  Belhlehem.-tta.it.  ii.   1,  2. 
|NCE  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 
The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark. 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 

The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

2  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem: 
When  suddenly  a  Star  arose, 
D  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

li  bade  my  dark  foreboding  cease; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall. 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

4  Now  safely  moor'd — my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  forevermore, 

The  -tar — the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

300.    C.  M.         Medley. 
Mj  record  is  on  high. — Job  xvi.   19. 

1  ~\M  Y  soul,  arise!  shake  off"  thy  fears 
1  ?  1    And  wipe  thy  sorrows  dry; 
Jesus  in  heav'n  thy  witness  bears, 

Thy  record  is  on  high. 

2  Above  this  world  of  sins  and  pains^ 

Iieyoi:d  the  glitt'ring  sky, 
My  witness  still  in  heav'n  remains-^- 
My  record  is  on  high. 

'*  Cheerful  II!  bow  to  all  his  will, 
.  at  his  footstool  lie; 
u 'iluess  lives  in  heav'n,  and  stili 
My  record  is  on  high. 
;i  D  h      I  e'er  betides, 

m  shalt  not,  canst  not  die;     ' 


222  EVANGELICAL    HV? 

?Jy  witness  still  in  heav'n  abides— - 
My  record  is  on  high. 

5  Thus,  while  I  sing  of  Christ,  my  Lord, 
And  angels'  harps  outvie, 
31y  witness  lives  in  heav'n  adord — 
My  record  is  on  high. 

:301.     L.  M. 
Life  hid  with  Christ  in  God. — Col.  iii.  3. 
}   ~^7  E  saints,  exult  in  Jesus'  name, 

JL     Make  Jesus'  love  your  darling  theme: 
Sing  on — you're  in  the  heav'nly  road, 
Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God. 

2  'Tis  hid  from  every  carnal  eye, 
'lis  hid  secure  with  God  on  high; 
Beyond  the  reach  of  earth  or  hell. 
'Tis  hid  with  our  Immanuel. 

3  Satan  may  rage,  the  world  annoy, 
But  neither  can  this  life  destroy; 
That's  safely  lodg  d  in  Jesus    breast, 
The  sinner's  refuge,  christian's  rest. 

4  The  seeds  of  grace  your  Lord  bestcws, 
From  him  the  oil  of  grace  still  flows; 
Till  you  are  rais'd  to  his  abode, 

Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God. 

302.     L.  .M. 
Having  a  desire  to  depart  and  be  with  Chruj. 

1  XTES!— "it  is  better  to  depart, 

X     And  be  with  Christ,"  in  realms  above, 
Than  here  to  linger,  where  the  heart 
No  unpolluted  joy  can  prove. 

2  "  'Tis  better  to  depart,  and  be 

With  Christ,''  beyond  the  reach  of  pain; 
Than  exil'd  from  our  home,  to  see 

Ocrr  whole  sad  " three  score  years  and  ten.? 


EVANGELICAL 

better  far  to  quit   I 
Of  partial  bliss  and  real  woe; 
And.  fr^ed  from  wretchedness  a&- 
:  *s  unclouded  glories  go. 

4  Though  we  hare  met  around  his   bci- 

And  gaz'd  and  wonder'd  at  his  \m 
Tis  better  to  behold  our  Lord, 
ron'd  in  majesty  abore. 

5  Oh  blessed  hope!  transporting  *:_ 

Hl^  face  to  =       — 
Twill  yield  more  exc 

Than  kings  enjoy, — than  earth  can  gii  | 
3  L«:t  but  Immanuel  speak  the  word, 

The  spirit  quit- 
And  soars  triumphant  I  -  rd, 

To  bliss  that  never  shall  decay. 

'303.     CL  If.         Wm 

1  "%  1"Y  soul  forsakes  Ler  Tain  delig\. 
_tJ_  e  world  farewell; 

as  tne  dirt  beneath  my 
I  mischievous  as  hell. 
longer  will  I  ask  your  I 
Xor  seek  your  friendship  more; 
The  that  I  approve 

Mt  within  your  po* 

riOthing  round  MP  eartt 

•;   my  large  des 

A  solid  mirth 
s  aspire. 

ng  flood, 
n  sin  anc  in'd, 

pringiag 
A* 


224  EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS. 

5  Th*  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere^ 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  all-sufficience  there 
To  make  our  bliss  complete. 

6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove 

I'd  climb  the  hcav'nly  road; 
There  sits  my  Saviour  dress'd  in  love. 
And  there  my  smiling  God. 

804.     S.  aI.  Doddridge. 

Rejoicing. — Ps.  exxxviii.  5. 

1  "TVp^W  let  our  voices  join 
.L^l    To  form  a  sacred  song; 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways. 

With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears! 

How  open  and  how  fair! 
Nor  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feei. 
Xo  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3  But  flow'rs  of  Paradise 

Tn  rich  profusion  spring; 
The  Sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path. 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  All  honour  to  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way, — 
To  iiim  who  leads  the  wand'rers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

305.    7,  6.         Wkitetield. 
The  Pilgrim9 s  song. 
1  T>  ISE,  my  soul,  and. stretch  thy  wing?. 
Ji  Thy  better  portion  trace; 
Rise  from   transitory  things, 

Tow'rda  heav'n  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and   moon,  and  stars  decay. 
Time  shall  soon  thia 


EVANGELICAL    HY3  . 

Rise,  my  soul,  aad  haste  away 
To  seats  prepaid  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course; 
Fire  ascending-  seeks  the  sun, 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source 
♦So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me  riches,  fly  me  cares, 

While  I   that  coast  explore: 
Flattering-  world  with  ail  thy  snares. 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 
•  Strangers  tarry   but  a  night; 
When  the  last  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rise  to  joyful  light. 

4  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn. 

Press  ervvard  to  the  prize; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  sfe 

re  we'll  join  the  heav'nly  train, 

Welcom'd  to  partake  the  bliss; 
Ply  from  sorrow  and  from  pain, 

To  realms  of  endless  peace. 

206.     C.  M.  Doddridge. 

/  to  Zion. — -Ter.  50.  5. 
1   TVQ.LTRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way, 
Jl     That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
i  a  determin'd  will. 

rs  all  around. 
.  .  *     .   jus  march  to  join; 


22G  EVANGELICAL    HYMHS. 

And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feef, 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 
%  Oh  cume,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 
And  seek  his  favour  fchere; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer! 
4  Oh  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God 
In  everlasting  bands; 
Accept  the  blessings  hre  bestowsv 
With  thankful  heart  and  hands.. 
307.     C.  M.        Barbaulb. 

The  way  to  Zion 

1  ^*\tTR  country  is  Immanliel's  ground, 
V-r   We  seek  that  promis'd  soil: 

The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathrd  in  tears: 
Yet  nought  but  heavyn  our  hopes  can  raise. 
And  nought  but  sin  our  fears. 

3  Out  pow'rs  are  eft  dissolv'd  away 

Jn  ecstasies  of  love; 
And  while  our  bodies  wander  here^ 
Our  souls  are  fix'd  above. 

4  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away 

Refining  as  we  run; 
But  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense; 
Our  heav'n  is  here  begun. 

308.     L.  M.        Newton. 
A  welcome  to  Christian  friends. 
1  T>RETHREi\,  belov'd  for  Jesus'  sake. 
-13  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which,  he  alone  can  give' 


"EVASGELICAL    HYMNS.  '22 1 

^  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  lovet 
8  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  thus  we  meet  to  pray  and  praise^ 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

His  suff'rings  and  his  dying  love, 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread3 

And  how  he  triumphs  now  above. 

5  Thus  as  the  moments  pass   away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore; 
Then  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

209.     C.  M.  Swain. 

Brotherly  love. — Ps.  cxxxiii.  1. 

1  TfJOW  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sigkt. 
JLJL   When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 

Jn  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word! 

2  Oh  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh. 

And  with  him  bear  a  part: 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eyc^ 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride. 

Our  wishes  fix  above; 
.May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide. 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love  in  one  delightful  stream. 

Through  every  bosom  How; 
Auil  union  «\reet,and  dear  esteem. 
In  every  action  glow. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above; 
'\i!<l  he's  an  heir  of  heav'n  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

S.  M.         Fawcett. 
.  1  parting  hymn. 
1   T>LEST   be  the  tie  that  binds 
S5   v.ur  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds, 
Is  like  to  tii at  above. 
S  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayVs; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Out  comforts  and  our  cares. 
'3  We  share  our  mutual  woes; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward   pain; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 
■&  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  Courage  by  the  way; 

ile  e.ach  in  expectation  lives, 
And  Longs  to  scje  the  day. 
#  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  ami  friendship  reign 
Through  ail  eternity. 

311.       L.    If.  B^BAULD. 

Christian  love. 
1  yfOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds. 
JLJL  In  junion  sweet,  according  minds! 


I 
..eav'nly  c  y  run, 

\Y  i. 

i  ..r! 

H« 

Reiiiie  sin. 

'3  Their  streaji 

Their 
Likt 

:  — 

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I 

r.v  I  . 

'.  :.  11.    2 
1   ^^l  'ft  souls  .nit, 

,e  miml,  on 
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We 

I 


23Q  EVANGELICAL   HYMNS. 

5  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 
And  set'st  thy  starry  crown; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine. 
Proclaim 'd  by  thee  thine  own; 
t>  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 
We  sinners,  sav'd  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

PART  II.     L.  31.        Tappan, 
Union. 
1  TTNION  prevails  in  heav'n,  from  him 
*LJ    Who  all  its  spangled  sheet  unroll'd, 
Down  to  the  flaming  cherubim 

That  veiLs  his  face  with  wings  of  gold. 
H  Union  is  written  on  each  star, 

That  walks  in  music  as  it  shines; 
And  the  dim  worlds  that  float  afar, 
Reveal  it,  trae'd  in  living  lines. 

3  In  union,  goes  the  cloud  of  prayer. 

Our  embassy  to  yonder  skies; 
FaltVing,  and  yet  accepted  there,    ■ 
For  God  approves  the  sacrifice. 

4  Oh,  Thou!  that  sendest  blessings  down. 

The  hearing  and  the  answering  One! 
Smile  on  our  toil,  and  give  the  crown, 
And  give  the  world  to  Christ  thy  Sou., 
813.     C.  M.         Swain. 
Love  is  a  flower  in  grace. 
1   nnilE  finest  flow'r  that  ever  blow'd. 
JL     Open'd  on  Calv'ry's  tree, 
When  Jesus'  blood  in  rivers  flow'd, 
For  love  of  worthless  me! 
H  Its  deepest  hue,  its  richest  smeH, 
No  mortal  cau  declare; 


XVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  231 

^Nnr  can  the  tongue  of  angels  tell 
How  bright  the  colours  are, 

3  Earth  could  not  hold  so  rich  a  flow'r. 

Nor  half  its  beauties  show; 
^Tor  could  the  world  and  satan's  pow¥3 
Confine  its  sweets  below. 

4  On  Canaan's  banks,  supremely  fair, 

This  flow'r  of  glory  blooms: 
Transplanted  to  its  native  air, 
And  all  the.  chores  perfumes.. 
:5  But  not  to  Canaan's  shores  corrfin'd; 
The  seeds  which  from  it  blow, 
Take  root  within  the  unman  mind, 
And  scent  the  church  below. 
3  And  soon  on  yonder  banks  above, 
Shall  every  blossom  here 
Appear  a  full-blown  flor'r  of  love. 
Like  him  transplanted  there. 

314.     S.  M.         Beddome. 
Christian  love. — Gal.  iii.  28. 
1  Tj"    ET  party  names  no  more 

JLi  The  christian  world  o'erspread* 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Curis*,  their  head. 

5  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love   abound: 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance 

Should  be  in  union  found. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  belli 

Be  baoisird  from  our  sight: 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Whm  in  the  Lord  delight. 
i  Then  will  the  church  below 
iiesemble  that  above; 


r.v  INGE]  EC  vf.    h  » 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  ti 

\\n\  ever}  bearl  (i  love. 

915.      IV    KL  .».  P.  Cnin 

Pilgrim'*  fan  well,  <>>\  Qommunicardt  pa% 

I  7'uih       |  -will.] 

1  XTAIM'Y  | 

jT.l        where  oar  dear  I  ord  La  seen, 
%  In  sacred  emblems  ruv.  I 

TJ  rough  -ill  the  soul  sw 

Or  peace  dial  il  <•  bKoh  ers, 

«  BOB 

Or  / 

shin. 

J  Suit  'i is  beta  'a i,  &  <*    rick  eaxnet  I  h< 

While  clinging  round  the  cross  we  f< 
Our  mingling  hearts  strange  union  know, 
Ami  learn  to  love  do. 

( Jhoui  *  --.  li.il  learu,  &r. 

3  Oli  thd  cross!  what  glories  strike  on:*  < 
Bee  Us  strong  crimson  flush  the  ski< 
Wrath  thunders  no]  ivjth  angrj  breath, 
And  hope  lights  up  the  rqalmi  ui'  death, 

1  Pardon 'd  sin!  the  blood  from  Jesus'  \<  m 
Redeems  and  sai  es  from  endi< 
The  world  retires,  h>!  beav'n  is  near: 
Tis  good,  0  Lord,  to  sheltf  r  here. 

.">  Lingering  round,  ->tili  our  fond  hearts 
Ami  sing  owv  peaceful  da  [>t.i\ 

Bui    terner  dut  n->  <-:ill  *n< 
Her<    hours  of  raptui  •   few. 

From  down: 


EVANGELICAL    U\  233 

Lite's  darkling  vale  must  yet  be  t, 
Thr<  ies  of  toil  we  rise  to  Uod. 

7  \A 
What  though  \vc  never  meet  below! 
The  shore  of  promise  blooms  before; 

Then  U  meet  to  part  no  m 

8  Yes,  we'll  m<  s'd  of  all  w< 
or  see  the  :  Up: 

Now  see  thy  j  i  tal  rise! 

tear  be  shed 

(f'cr  precious  souls  around  uj  duz<\: 

To  qoen<  ...<  -.  from  mercy's  call, 

Shall  tiu  ..pitied  fall.1 — 

d  forbid — for  sinners  still  we  11  cry, 

I  juilt,  let  mercy  reign: — 

Oh!  shaii  the)  Bini*  to  endh 

— "t  i-  men  y  -  \  unds, 

And  Ualf'ry  ph  r wounds; 

kting  hearts  to 
Or  v, 

816.      L.  LiT. 

lleb.  xiii.  14. 

1  "^XTEfVE  no  abiding  city  here"— 
*»       ['his  j  rldly  mind; 

But  ibould  not  cost  t  <•  saint  a  t< 

,iiid. 

2  "\\  •  eM — 

But 

— 
b  Let  U^  l:  I 


K\  x  I     RTM19J. 

Lei  not  the  irorld  our  j< 
But  lei  as  baste  from  all  below, 
\  liWe've  do  abidiag  city  t  ere*1 — 

seek  a  city  «mt  of  <-iprht: 

Zion  its  11:1111c — the  Lord   is  there; 

It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 
317.     8.  7.         Andrews. 
A   parting  ad(i> 
KING   call'd  to  part  asunder, 


1 WL 


Let  us  to  the  Lord  submit; 
All  oaf  (Miw'pi  tn   him  surrender, 
Seeking  blessings  at  his  feet: 

And  •  /it  Infill  eaeh  nthe*. 

II  <■  still  he  joined   iij  !.    art, 
Sure   in    hca\"n  |o  DM  et    t<  gether, 
.\(.t.  Devei  more  to  part. 
J2  Ever  present  in   the  spirit. 

Waiting  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
Let  us  plead  the  Saviour's  merit 
Por  each  other's  perfect  peace. 
Humble,  fervent,  Without   ceasiug, 

F  et  our  prayers  to  (rod  ascead, 
'Faith,  and  love,  and   hope  increasing-, 
Till  our  days  of  conflict  end. 
J  Christians,  live  to  '»<>d  your  ^aviour, 
Brer  trust  his  sacred  name; 
By  a',  humble,  meek  behaviour 

Put  the  scoifing  world  to  shame. 
for  the   ?  ord  of  host  ilous, 

spoil   calory  still  IB  view: 
For  t\tc  cause  of  Christ  be  zealous, 
Honour  it  in  all  you  do. 
\  Sin  1   friendly  warning. 

From  the  death  of  sin  arise. 


tVAXGI.l 

«  -ink  to  endless  bur: 

And  in  hell  lilt  up  n 
In  the  day  of  awiul  Hon 

\    m  must  see  your  Judge's  iiec. 
And  a  strict  account  must  render 
For  rejecting:  life   and  peace. 
5  Parent*,  children,  young  and 

eud: 

I  -  if  latter  end! 

Lhe  a  lift 

Run,  will*  )v\ 

And  in  glory  meet  j    nr  G 
New  i 
At  pari:    |\ —  Icta    \\. 

1    1 71  son  call\i 

-T     I,ot  us  mom  mend 

ur  ever-present  friend. 

uir  humble  praj 

p, 
re 
All  our  souls  i  xoep. 

|  we  be  strongs 

ss  and  p  . 
L»,  if  we  live,  ere  :■ 
Hert  srain. 

.  \i  thou  thy  help  afford, 

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i,  1L 

H^seae*.  eieriartna;  Cod. 
1 

*tj  pftaee  II j  e^aiies  keep. 
•V  ijf*  eear  eaesL  olier  ire  aracuaL, 
Tboa  aset  ear  lives  ***£  Mad*  susiaafc: 

T\f  aaiilf*  •  t 

To  Jaee  we  all  ear  «ray»  ceaaaat. 
Am!  seek  mur  €*mJ+rXM  utau  t*y  fe 


238  EVANGELICAL    BYXB& 

4  Bring  us  together  in  thy  house, 
Again  to  pay  our  thankful  vows; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  knowrv 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

321.      P.  M. 
At  Parting. 

1  TTESUS,  grant  us  all  a  blessing, 

Cr     Send  it  down.  Lord,  from  above,; " 
May  we  all  go  home  a  praying, 

And  rejoicing  in  thy  love. 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters.. 

Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  follies. 

Since  together  we  have  been: 
Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy, 

Cleanse  us  all  from  every  sin. 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters,. 

Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

3  May  thy  blessing,  Lord,  go  with  us. 

To  each  one's  respective  home,    > 
And  the  presence  of  our  Jesus 

Rest  upon  us  every  one. 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  at  home. 
222.    8,  7,  4. 
At  Parting. 
1   "If    ORD,  vouchsafe  to  us  thy  blessing; 
JLi   Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  now,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 

O  refresh  us! 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 
3  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyfuj  sound* 


EVANGELICAL    HY1LXS.  i39 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation, 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound, 

31  ay  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 
3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
Ts  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angers  wings  to  heaven^ 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey: 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day 

»323.     L.  31.         Barnard. 
At  parting.  Farevcell. — Acts  xviii.  21. 

1  /^kH!  happy  day,  when  saints  shall  meet 
\J  To  part  no  more! — the  tho't  is  sweet. 
No  more  to  feel  the  rending  smart, 

Oft  felt  below,  when  Christians  part. 

2  Oh  happy  place,  I  still  mu^t  say, 
W  here  all  but  love  is  done  away; 
All  cause  of  parting  there  is  past; 
Their  social  feast  will  ever  last. 

3  Such  union  here  is  sought  in  vain. 
As  there,  in  every  heart  will  reign; 
There  separations  can't  compel 
The  saints  to  bid  the  sad  farewell, 

4  On  earth,  when  friends  together  mec:, 
And  find  the  passing  moments  sweet; 
Time's  rapid  motion  soon  compel, 

With  grief  to  say— dear  friends,  farewell. 

5  The  shepherd  feels  the  smarting  shock, 
Of  parting  from  his  weeping  flock; 
His  feelings  for  them,  none  can  tell, 
When  forc'd  to  say — my  friends,  farewell. 

€  The  happy  season  soon  will  come, 

When  saints  shall  meet  in  heav'n,  their  hoitfe; 


210  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

rnally  with  Christ  to  dwell, 
Nor  ever  hear  the  sound,   farewell. 
CM.  us. 

Ckur\  •  bid  one .-Eph.  iii.  15. 

1  ^"^OME  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
^y  That  have  obtained  the  prize; 
And  on  the   eap;le  wings  of  love, 

To  joy  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing, 

With  these  to  glory  gone; 
For  all   the  servants  of  our  King 
In  heav'n  and   earth  are  one. 

3  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  Church,  above,  beneath:: 
Though  now  divided   by  the  stream. 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  tHe  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  cross'd  the  flood.. 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  How  many  to  their  endless  heme 

Tliis  solemn  moment  fly! 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  be  our  constant  guide. 

Then  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  and  waves  divide. 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 
325     r.  St. 
Ch\         ru  parting. 
I   rjiITRO'  Christ  when  we  togetl 
A     In  singleness  of  heart, 
Wo  meet,  O  J 


EVANGELICAL    IIYWNrr.  2  iT 

2  We  pan  in  body,  not  in  mind, 

minds  contiue  one: 
And  each  to  each,  in  Jesus  join'd, 
We  happily  go  on. 

3  Present  in  spirit  still  we  are. 

And  intimately  nigh;  # 

e  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 
We  Abba,  Father!   cry. 

4  Oh,  ms  rit.  dearest  Lord. 

In  all  our  travels,  stiil 
Direct,  and  be  our  constant  guard 
To  Zion's  holy  hill. 

5  Oh!   what  a  joyful  meeting  there. 

Beyond  these  changing  shades; 
White  are  the  robes  we  then  shall  weav> 
>on  our  heads, 
fj  Haste,  Lord,  and  bring  us  to  the  day 
When  we  shall  dwell  at  home; 
Come,  «J  Redeemer,  come  av 
O  Jesus,  quickly  come. 

320.     L.  M.         II.  K.  White. 

Christians  parting-. 
1    /^<OME,  christian  brethren!  ere  we  par£ 
V^    Join  every  voice  and  every  heart, 
One  solemn  hymn   to  God  we  raise, 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

ristians,  we  here  m  do  murej 

But  tiicre  is  yet  a  happ ii 

there,  reieas'd  from  t«;il  ai.d  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 
!  27.     C.  M.         BicnnoME. 

a*t  enjoyments. — Ps.  cklx.  3S 
I      4   ti  YIN,  indulgent  Lord,  return 
:  V   Witjj  i  t,  quick'nju-i-  grace. 


212  EVANGELICAL    HYMX:s: 

To  animate  my  sluggish  soul, 
And  speed  ine  iu  my  race. 

2  O  may  I  feel  as  once  I  felt, 

When  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart, 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Reliev'd  my  ovcry  smart. 

3  Let  graces,  then  in  exercise, 

Be  exercis'd  again; 
And,  nurtured  by  celestial  pow'r, 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Awake,  my  love,  my  faith,  my  hopc^ 

My  fortitude  and  joy; 
Vain  world,  begone,  let  things  above 
My  happy  thoughts  employ. 

5  Whilst  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God* 

I  would  forever  own; 
Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  lust. 
Each  traitor  from  the  throne. 

6  Instruct  my  mind,  my  will  subdn 

To  h-eav'n  my  passions  raise: 
And  let  my  life  forever  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praise. 
328.    7s. 

Divine  assistance  implc>\ 

1  "JESUS,  Saviour  of  my  soul, 
C?     Trembling  to  thy  cross  I  flee; 
Make  a  wounded  spirit  whole; 

Rescue,  succour,  strengthen  me. 

2  Wand'ring  far  from  the  and  heav'n, 

Through  the  world's  deceitful  maze; 
To  its  sinful  follies  giv'n 

All  my  earliest,  brightest  days. 
B  I  can  offer  t     thy  Ioy 

Cnlv  this  j^oor  bleeding  heart . 


EVANGELICAL    HY3I^5.     .  243 

Which  of  sin  begins  to  prove 
All  the  anguish  all  the  smart. 

4  Ah!   this  heart  if  thou  disdain, 

To  wnat  refuge  shall  i  dee? 
To  this  world  and  sin  again; — 
Hopeless  cnild  of  misery! 

5  No!   the  world  and  sin  I  leave; 

Suppliant  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 
Till  thou  peace  ano  pardon  give,-»— 
Friend  of  sinners,  hear  me  cry. 

6  Friend  of  sinners,  hear  me  cry; 

1  can  go  to  none  but  thee; 
Thou  that  didst  for  sinners  die, 
Rescue,  succour,  strengthen  me. 

320.    L.  M.        Watts. 

Longing  after  God;  or,  the  love  of  God  belter 

than  Life. 

1^1  ft  EAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 

VX    i'hou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 

The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 

{Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest, 

2  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands. 

t  or  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

3  My  lift  itself,  without  thy  love, 

-No  tase  or  pleasures  could  aiford; 

Tuould  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove. 

It"  1  were  DanishM  from  the  Lord. 

4  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

While  1  have  breath   to  pray  or  praise; 
This  .  \    heart  rejoice,' 

\wi  bl<  mant  of  m\  dai 


244  EVANGELICAL    HYUKi. 

330.     C.  M.         Hastings. 
Sin  lamented,  and  holiness  desired. 

1  "1%/TY  soul  would  fain  mount  cheerful  up, . 
ITJl   To  meet  a  smiling  God; 

But  her  weak  pinions  tire  and  droop, 
Beneath  a  heavy  load. 

2  Father,  I  fall  before  thy  throne, 

And  all  my  sins  confess; 
My  base  ingratitude  I  own, 

And  plead  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

3  To  thee  I  look,  on  thee  I  trust. 

Thy  promise,  Lord,  is  true; 
Nought  but  that  puw'r,  that  fornrd  me  nrsr, 
Can  form  my  heart  anew. 

4  O  may  I  see  thy  graces  shine, 

My  stubborn  soul  to  move. 
And  thaw  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 
To  streams  of  purest  love. 

5  T  cannot  live,  if  thou  depart; 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay: 
O,   i  my  yielding  heart. 

And  ]  urge  its  sins  away. 

6  Do  thou  rny  guilty  fears  control; 

Ob  grant  rue  faith  divine; 
Make  me  in  spirit,  body,  soul, 
Oh  Lord,  forever  thine. 

331.     L.  M.         W . 

My  'Tic ie i it  for  ther. — 2  Cor.  i 

1  f  ^IQME,  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God. 

V^   Whose  souls  are  wash'd  in  Jesus'  bloody 
Hear  what  he  says,  his  word  is  true — * 
y  g:*ace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

2  "I  a::i  your  sure,   almighty  friend, 

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EVANGELICAL   HYMNS.  215 

I  will  be  near  you,  and  will  shew, 
My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

3  "I  know  how  num'rous  are  your  foes: 
I  know  the  ways  which  they  oppose; 

I  know  their  cunning  malice  too — 
My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

4  "  i  hough  Satan  strives  your  souls  t'  ensnare^ 
You're  still  the- objects  of  my  care; 
You're  near  my  heart,  I'll  bring  you  throV- 
My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

[)  v,Do  you  want  proof  of  this  my  love] — 
Calv'ry  survey; — then  heav'n  above; 
See,  how  the  ransom'd  millions  bow! — 
My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

6  **1'11  guide  you  safely  in  the  way, 

Thro1  life's  dark  night,  to  heav'ns  bright  dav 
And  there  with  wonder,  you  shall  view, 
My  grace  sufficient  was  for  you." 
332,     >.  If.  Doddridge. 

Grace. — Eph .  i i .  5. 

1  f~^  RACE!   'tis  a  charming  sound? 
VX  Harmonious  to  the  ear! 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 
13  Grace  first  inscribed  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book; 
'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb. 
Who  all   rny  sorrows  took. 
A  Grace  led  my  roving  feet, 

To  tread  the  heavenly  read- 


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•I    \  e  pilgrims,  fbr  Zion  w  ho  pi  i 
Break  fori h  .<■  \ em  "-lit  of 

His  rich  find  d 

3  His  love  froi  |  iixM  npoo  joh, — 

Broke  forth  and  d  ii  roe, 

^  hen  e  toh  n  ith  th<  ■.  indneti  he 

Ami  brought  ?ou  to  loi 
B  0|  i  id  lie  do(  piti  pd  ti  i  i   io, 

Your  botoo  i  i  ii  loye  bad  ne'er  folt: 
You   Ul  vrould  hare  in\i.  vronld 

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EVANGELICAL    II Y 1 

And  bid  him  wash  in  Jordan's  floo«- 
And  instantly  be  clean. 

,3  The  means  of  cure  appeared 
So  humbling-  to  his  pride: 
With  high  disdain  the  warrior  he: 
And  sternly  thus  replied: 
4  uTo  wash  in  Jordan's  streams 
I  ca.  as  meet. 

When  lharpars  streams  are  known  to  lave 
31  y  own  Lamasciis'  feet. 

0  "What  business  Lave  I  here. 

Far  from  my  native  place! ■ 
A  not  I  wash  in  water  there, 
>:eive  the  _ 
6  Thus  men  neglect  the  use 

means  which  God  makes  known, 
And  in  their  room  would  introduce 
Inventions  of  their  own. 
rive  me  wisdom,  Lord, 
holy  ways  to  prize. 
And  folic-.  Banding  word, 

However  men  despise. 

355.    L.  31.        Smith. 
I  ■  out. — John  vi.  37. 

1  TTARK!   'tis  the  Saviour's  voice  I  hear, 
JLA  Come  trembling  soul,  dispel 

He  saith.  and  who  lis  word  can  doubt, 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out. 

*2  Doth  Satan  fill  you  with  dis: 

And  tell  you,  Christ  will  cast  away; 
It  is  a  truth,  why  should  you  don 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out! 

3   Doth  sin  appear  befi  re  your  fie! 
3rlet  cr  of  crimson.  h*e! 


If  black  as  bell,  wby  sbould  you  doubt? 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out? 
le  Publican  and  dying  Tbief 

rist  and  found  relief: 
rtain   a  c 
will  in  c 
8  Ap]  r  God .  make  no  d c 

-  to  welcome  you  to- 
. .  no  longer  d< 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you 

536.     L.  H.         B . 

— John  i. 
1    T  ]  ^r  name,  fa  -  ^nds! 

Cf     Re]  aim  for  all  my  wound^! 

His  word  de'  _race  is  f: 

I _    me.  need'  .me  and  see, 

our  world  to  bleed  and  . 
J,  burner  on  a  tree: 

;   sinner,  come  and  see. 
.  pierce  bis  bleeding  be  art,. 
death  bad  done  its  dreadful  part: 

I   -  blood  will  ell 

y  leper  c  • 
in  open  stand i 
1  dinner,  come  and 

8.  M. 

IF. 

4  keep  I  fa 

re, 


250  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil; 
Oh  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will! 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 
And  thus  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  good  account  to  give! 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely; 
Oh  let  me  ne'er  my  trust  betray,- 
But  faithful  live  and  die. 


339.     lis. 


LoCs  toife. — Luke  xvii.  32. 

^^yTE  careless  professors  who  rest  on  your  lee's, 
Jl  \midst  your  vain  pleasures,  your  profit 
and  ease, 

Now  God  says,  "arise  and  escape  for  your  life, 

And  look  not  behind  you — remember  Lot's 
wife." 

2  Awake  from  your  slumber,  the  warning  re- 
ceive; 

5Tis  Jesus  that  warns  you,  the  message  believe: 

While  dangers  are  pending;  escape  for  your 
life. 

And  look  not  behind  you — remember  Lot's 
wife. 

g  The    first   bold  apostate    will  tempt  you  to 

stray, 
And  tell  you  no  dangers  are  found  in  the  way; 
He  means  to  deceive  you,  escape  for  your  life, 
An.d  look    not   behind   you — remember   Lot% 

wife. 


EVANGELICAL    HYX5S.  251 

4  How  many  poor  souls  has  the  serpent  be- 

guil'd! 
With  specious  temptations  how  many  denTd! 
Then  be  not  deluded,  escape  for  your  life, 
And   look    not   behind    you — remember   Lot*6 

wife. 

5  The  ways  of  religion  true  pleasures  afford, 
So  pleasures  can  equal  the  joys  of  the  Lord; 
Forsake  then  the  world,  and  escape  for  your 

life, 
And   look   not   behind    you — remember   hot\ 

wife. 
f3  But  if  you  determine  the  call  to  refuse, 
And  venture  the  way  of  destruction  to  choose^ 
For  hell  you  must  part  with  the  blessings  of 

life, 
And  then,  if  not  now,  you'll  remember  Lot^ 

wife. 

339.     S.  M.         Heath. 
Watch  and  pray. — Matt.  xxvi.  41. 
1   1%/T^    soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
JLTl   Ten  thousand  foes  arise; 
And  hosts  of  sins  are  pressing  hard, 

To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 
Oh  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray., 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done. 

'Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown. 
t  'Mi,  till  d< 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  < 


,:252  EVANGELICAL    HYMWS. 

He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath,. 
Vp  to  his  blest  abode. 

340.     5,  G,  8] 
The  Christian's  war  song-. 

1  T>EGONE  all  delay! 
-13  Come  let  us  away! 

The  season  of  conflict  is  come; 
The  summons  is  given, 
The  Lord  calls  from  heaven^ 

Let  no  man  tarry  at  home. 

2  But  should  we  decline 
His  standard  to  join. 

Our  slackness  will  meet  its  reward 

And  woe  shall  they  find, 

Who  tarry  behind, 
Nor  come  to  the  help  of  the  Lord. 

3  Then  cast  off  delay, 
To  arms  and  away, 

To  arms!—  'Tis  the  Lord  gives  the  wordl. 

Away  to  the  field 

With  sword  and  with  shield^ 
Away  to  the  help  of  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  in  his  might 
Has  gone  to  the  fight: 

And  if  we  should  shrink  from  the  toi]^ 
The  work  will  be  done, 
The  day  will  be  won, 
Bat — others  shall  gather  the  spoil. 
341.     C.  M.         Steele. 
Wafjohfulness  and  prayer. — Matt.  xxvi.  4*1. 
V    A  LAS!   what  hourly  dangers  rise! 
±\-  What  snares  beset  my  way! 
To  heav'n,  O  let  me  lift  my  eyes. 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray:. 


EVANGELICAL    IIY3IXS.  253 

'2  Oh  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
My  feeble  efforts  aid; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive^- 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

0  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hopey  ■ 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirits  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail, 
4  Ch  keep  me  in  thy  heav'nly  way, 
And  bid  the  tempter  flee; 
And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 

312.     L.  31.        Barbauli>. 

Christian  Warfare. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  soul!  lift  up  thine  eyes: 
jl\.   Sec  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
Jn  long  array,  a  num'rous  host; 
Awake,  my  soul!  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  that  train 
Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain 

3  Thou  trcad'st  upon  enchanted  ground; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round; 
IVware  of  all,  guard  every  part,-:— 
But  most  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

4  Clad  in  the  armour,  from  above, 

Of  heav'nly  truth,  and  heav'nly  love^ 
me  now,  my  soul,  the  charm  repel, 
A. ;il  pow'rs  of  earth  and  pow'rs  uf  hc{jf 
L.  31.        Steele. 

To  whom  shal!  we  go? — John  vi.  67, 
1  fPlK,'!  ve  reign  of  mj  heart, 

A     My  refnge,  my  Almighty  friend-— 


864  EVANGELICAL    IIV3INS. 

And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend! 
^  "Whither,  ah!  whither  shall  I  go — 

A  wretched  wand 're  r  from  my  Lord? 

Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
i;ne  glimpse  of  happiness  aifbrd? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart. 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine; 

While  thou  art  near  in  vain  they  call; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 

3Iy  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 
h  Thy  name  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore, 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care; 
Depart  from  thee; — 'tis  death — 'tis  more! 

'Tis  endless  ruin!  deep  despair! 
8  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie, 

Here  safety  dwells  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 

For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine! 

344.     C.  if.        M. 

Light  in  darkness. — Ps.  cxii.  4. 

1  ^feH  thou  who  dry'st  the  mourner's  tear, 
v>*  How  dark  this  world  would  be,  • 

If,  piere'd  by  sins  and  sorrows  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee! 

2  The  friends,  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  comes,  are  flown; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  But  thou  wilt  heal  that  broke*    heart. 

Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 


EVANGELICAL    HY3IXS.  2<}0 

Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

4  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheer:-. 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 
A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears, 
Is  dimm'd  and  vanish'd  too. 

5  Oh  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom, 

Our  peace-branch  from  above! 
tj  Then  sorrow,  touch'd  by  thee,  grows  brighf, 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light, 

We  never  saw  by  day. 

345.     L.  SL         Fawcett. 

As  thy  days,  so  shall  thy  strength  be. — Deut. 
xxx  iii.  2(>. 

1  4  FFLICTED  saints,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
il.   Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond  and  s 
"How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day!" 
He  lias  engag'd  by  firm  decree, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
.*>  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong; 

And  though  the  conflict  should  be  long. 

Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee; 

For  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 

Still  tru  Redeemer**  Bam 

In  fi  thou  shall 


I^5G  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cro§.sv 
Of  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 
Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty, 
Still  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

G  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free, 
And  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
346.     L.  M.         Newton. 
What  shall  I  give  thee? — 1  Kings  iii.  5. 

LORD,  dost  thou  say,  "ask  what  thou  wilt?;' 
I  gladly  seize  the  golden  hour, 
I  pray  to  be  releas'd  from  guilt, 

And  freed  from  sin  and  Satan's  pow'r. 

2  More  of  thy  presence,  Lord,  impart — 

More  of  thy  image  let  me  bear; 
Erect  a  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

3  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  seal'd, 

And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength— 
To  have  thy  boundless  love  reveaFd, 

In  all  its  height,  and  breadth,  and  length 

4  Grant  these  requests — I  ask  no  more, 

But  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign; 
Sick,  or  in  health,  or  rich,  or  poor. 
All  shall  be  well  if  thou  art  mine. 
317.     L.  M.         C.  Wesley. 
Trust  in   Christ.— Hab.  iii.   17,  IS. 

1  A  LTHOUGH  the  vine  its  fruit  deny. 
-Tjl   Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die. 

The  field  illude  the  tiller's  toil — 

2  The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford  — 

And  perish  a!4  Uae  bleating  mce: 


EVANGELICAL    HYttXS.  25* 

Vet,  I  will  triumph  in  the  Lord! — 
The  God  of  my  salvation  praise! 

3  Away,  each  unbelieving  fear! 

Let  fear  to  cheering  hope  give  place; 
My  Saviour  will  at  length  appear, 
And  show  the  brightness  of  his  face. 

4  Though  now  my  prospects  all  be  cross'd, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see; 
Still  will  J  in  my  Jesus  trust, 

Whose  boundless  love  can  reach  to  me 

5  Nor  will  I  ever  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield! 
Xo!   in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no! 
•    I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

6  In  hope  believing  against  hope — 

His  promis'd  mercy  will  I  claim; 
His  gracious  word  shall  bear  me  up 
To  seek  salvation  in  his  name. 

34S.     5,  6.         Newto.v. 
/  will  trust. — lsa.  xii.  2 

1  T>EGOXE,  unbelief! 
X3  My  Saviour  is  near; 
And  for  my  relief 

Will  surely  appear: 
By  pray'r  let  me  wrestle, 

And  he  will  perform; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel; 

I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Determiu'd  to  save, 

He  watcird  o"er  iny  path, 
When  Satan's  blind  slave, 
I  sported  with  death: 
And  can  he  have  taught  in* 
To  trust  in  his  nai; 
ft 


258  EVANGELICAL    HYfrNS 

And  thus  far  have  brought  me- 
To  put  me  to  shame? 

3  Why  should  I  complain 
Of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain? 
He  told  me  no  less: 

The  heirs  of  salvation, 

I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation. 

Must  follow  their  Lord. 

4  Though  dark  be  my  way,. 
Since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey, 

'Tis  his  to  provide; 
His  way  was  much  rougher^ 

And  darker  than  mine; 
Did  .1  esus  thus  suffer, 

And  shall  I  repine! 

5  His  love,  in  time  past, 
Forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last 
In  trouble  to  sink: 

Though  painful  at  present „ 

'Twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  oh,  how  pieasanC 

Tha  conqueror's  song! 

349.    L.  M. 

Hope,  fixed  in  God. 

WHEN  guilt  distracts  my  lab'ring  breast, 
Justice  enrag'd,  and  wrath,  I  tlee — 
Thy  cross  alone  I  seek  for  rest, 
And  fix  my  hope,  0  Lord,  iu  thee. 
2-Secur'd  on  Christ,  th'  eternal  rock. 
No  ahgry  storms  no  racing  sea 


EVAXGELICAL    III.':   '  25$ 

4Jan  e'er  my  expectations  shock, 
My  hope  is  fix'd,  O  Lord,  in  thee. 

3  Oft  when  death's  awful  gloomy  vale, 

Affrighted  nature  dreads  to  sec — 
What  thoughts  would  then  my  heart  assaiij 
Did  I  not  hope,  O  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  But  I  can  never,  never  sink, 

Jfty  faith  a  wreck  can  never  be; 
Boldly  I  stand  on  Jordan's  brink, 
And  sing  my  hope,  O  Lord,  in  thee. 
350.     8,  7.         Montgomery. 

The  joy  of  grief .—2  Cor.  vi.  10.. 

1  HWEET  the  hour  of  tribulation, 
k5   When  the  heart  can  freely  sigh; 
And  the  tear  of  resignation 

Twinkles  in  the  mournful  eye. 

2  Have  you  felt  a  kind  emotion 

Tremble  through  your  troubled  breast 
Soft  as  evening  o'er  the  ocean, 

When  she  charms  the  waves  to  rest? 

o  Have  you  lost  a  friend,  or  brother? 
Heard  a  father's  parting  breath' 
Gaz'd  upon  a  lifeless  ma  ; 

Till  she  seemM  to  wake  from  death) 

4  Have  you  felt  a  spouse  expiring 

In  your  arms  before  your  viei 
Watch'd  the  lovely  soul  retiring 
From  her  eyes,  that  broke  on  you* 

5  O'er  the  yielding  brow  of  sad 

One  faint  smile  of  comfort  stole; 
One  soft  pang  of  tender 

Exquisitely  thrili'd  the  soul. 
H  Trembling,  pale,  and  ag 

While  you  mourn  me. 


2\j0  i:va-\gi:mca;l  hymn's. 

Bright  the  morning  star  arising, 

(Jpeird  Heav'n,  from  whence  it  shone. 
7  Thither  all  your  wishes  bending, 
Rise  in  ecstasy  sublime; 
Thither  all  your  hopes  ascending, 
Triumph 'd  over  death  and  time. 
i3  Thus  afflicted,  bruis'd  and  broken, 

Have  you  known  such  sweet  relief  T 
Ves,  my  friend!   and  by  this  token, 
You  have  felt  "the  joy  of  grief.'' 

351.     L.  31. 

The  joy  of  sins  forgiven. 

1     |/V\RTH  has  a  joy  unknown  to  heaven. 

X-J  The  new  born  joy  of  sins  forgiven! 

Such  tears  of  pure  and  deep  delight, 

Ye  angels!  never  dimm'd  your  sight. 
§  Ye  saw  of  old,  on  chaos  rise 

The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies; 

Ye  know  where  Morn,  exulting,  spring*. 

And  Evening  folds  her  drooping  wings. 

'3  Bright  Heralds  of  th'  Eternal  will, 
x\ broad  his  errands  ye  fulfil; 
Or,  thron'd  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonious  in  his  presence  play. 

4  Loud  is  the  song— the  heavenly  plain 
Is  shaken  with  the  choral  strain — 
And  dying  echoes,  floating  far, 
Draw  music  from  each  chiming  star. 

&  But  I,  amid  your  choirs,  shall  shine. 
And  all  your  knowledge  snail  be  mine; 
Ye,  on  your  harps,  must  lean  to  hear 
A  secret  chord  that  mine  shall  bear. 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS.  &&t 

352.     8.  M.         Kent. 
It  shall  he  well  with  (he  righteous. — Isa.  iii.   10. 

1  *^7J7"HAT  cheering  words  are  these! 

Tf      Their  sweetness  who  can  tell? 
In  time,  and  to  eternity, 

'Tis  with  the  righteous  well. 

2  In  every  state  secure, 

Kept  by  Jehovah's  eye; 
"Tis  well  with  them  while  life  endures,, 
And  well  when  calfd  to  die. 

*i  'Tis  well  when  joys  arise, 

?Tis  well  when  sorrows  flow; 
*Tis  well  when  darkness  veils  the  sfeies^ 
And  strong  temptations  blow. 

4  "Tis  well,  when  on  the  mount, 

They  feast  on  dying  love; 
And  'tis  as  well  in  God's  account, 
nen  they  the  furnace  pr 

5  He  hears  the  ravens  call, 

Not  will  his  children  grieve; 
i\or  can  a  worthless  sparrow  fill. 
Without  my  father's  leave. 

6  Oh  may  I  doubt  no  more, 

But  in  his  pleasure  rest! 
Built  on  his  love,  his  truth,  and  pa 
My  soul  is  truly  bit- 1. 

38&    CM.        Hoski 
Submission.    iC1t  is  well.*' — 2  Kings  iv 
1     |  T  shall  be  well,  let  sinners  know, 
1    With  those  who  love  the  Lord: 
His  saints  bave  always  found  it  -<•.  f 

Bj  rotting  on  I. is  word. 

- 
W  ].;»  Let  \  oar 


QB2  XvAMrKLICAL    HYMNS. 

Wisdom  directs  your  Father's  red — 
His  word  says,  it  is  well. 

3  Though  like  the  Shimamite  pf  old, 
Whose  creature-comforts  fell; 
LiLe  !  or,  let  faith  be  strong1  and  bold. 
And  answer,  it  is  well. 

i  Though  you  may  trials  sharp  endure, 
i'rom  sin,  or  death,  or  hell; 
Your  heav'niy  Father's  love  is  sure, 
And  therefore,  it  is  well. 
,5  Soon  will  your  sorrows  all  be  o'er, 
And  you  shall  sweetly  tell, 
On  Canaans  calm  and  pleasant  shore, 
That  all  at  last  is  weii. 

354.     L.  M.         Medley. 
I  know  that  mi/  Redeemer  Ircclh. — Job  nix.  *J-~j. 

1  IT   KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives; 

JL    Wjbat  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  give?' 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives  my  ever-living  I 

2  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  !«.-■ 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above. 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
lie  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives  to  grant  me  rich  supply. 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with   his  eye, 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

4  He  lives  to  silence  all  my  ft 

He  lives  to  stop  and  wipe  my  tears, 
11?  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives  all  blessings  to  impart. 
J§  He  lives  my  kind,  wise,  heav'niy  friend, 
and  loves  me  to  the  end. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  2G3 

He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  Pll  sing, 
He  lives  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

6  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death, 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare, 

He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

7  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name! 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same; 

0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives! 

355.     C.  Bfc         Haweis. 
Submission. — Job  i.  21. 
1  SUBMISSIVE  to  thy  will,  my  God, 
^  I  all  to  thee  resign; 
And  bow  before  thy  chast'uiug  rod-r- 
I  mourn,  but  not  repine. 
*2  Whf  siiould  my  foolish  heart  complain, 
When  wisdom,  truth  and  love, 
Direct  the  stroke,  inilict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  joys  above? 
5  How  short  are  all  my  sufP rings  here. 
How  needful  every  cross; 
Away,  my   unbelieving  fear, 
Sor  call  my  gain,  my  loss. 
4  Then  give,  dear  Lord,  or  take  away, 
Yii  bless  thy  sacred  name; 
My  Jesus,  yesterday,  to-day, 
Forever  is  the  same! 

;  5  '.      L.  M.  Tappan. 

to  Providence. 

WHEN  sorrow  casts  its  shade  around, 
\i:d  pleasure  seems  our  course  to  shun; 
AVI.  •   but  grief  and  pain  is  found, 

Hew  sweet  (a  saj,  "Thy  will  be  done." 


864  EVANGELICAL    KYIVIXS. 

2  When  sickness  lends  its  pallied  line, 

And  every  dream  of  bliss  h£s  flown; 
When  quickly  from  the  fading  view 

Recede  the  joys  that  once  were  known; 

3  The  soul,  resign'd,  will  still  rejoice, 

Though  life's  last  sand  be  nearly  run; 

With  humble  faith  and  trembling  vuice, 

It  whispers  soft,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

4  When  cali'd  to  mourn  the  early  doom 

Of  one  affection  held  most  dear; 
While  o'er  the  closing  silent  tomb, 
The  bleeding  heart  distils  the  tear; 

5  Though  love  its  tribute  sad  will  pay, 

And  earthly  streams  of  solace  shun; 
Still!  still!  the  humble  soul  will  say, 
In  lowly  dust,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

G  Whate"er,  O  Lord,  thou  hast  designed* 
To  bring  my  soul  to  thee  in  trust; 
If  mercies  or  afflictions  kind, — 

(For  all  thy  dealings,  Lord,  are  just,) 
7  Take  all, — but  grant,  in  goodness  free, 

That  love  which  ne'er  thy  stroke  would  shun  -r 
Support  this  heart,  and  strengthen  me 
To  say  in  faith,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

357.    C.  M. 
Complaint  and  hope  under  great  jmin. 

1  T"    ORD,  I  am  paLiM.  out  1  resign, 
-Li    My  body  to  ti.y  will; 

vi  is  £-race,  'tis  wisdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 

2  Dark  are  the  ways  of  providence, 

While  t;  ey  who  lovo  thee  groan; 
Thy  reasons  lie  conceafd  from  sense#- 
Mysterious  and  unknown. 


EVANGELICAL    IIY3IXS.  266 

•3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  speak, 
And  plead  before  her  God, 
Lest  the  o'erburden'd  heart  should  break 
Beneath  thine  heavy  rod. 

4  These  mournful  groans  and  flowing  tears, 

Give  my  poor  spirit  ease; 
While  every  groan  my  Father  hears, 
And  every  tear  he  sees. 

5  Is  not  some  smiling  hour  at  hand, 

With  peace  upon  its  wings! 
Give  it,  O  God,  thy  swift  command, 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 

35*.     C.  Ifc         Grlen. 
IZesig-natiott.  'It  is  the  Lord?  £,c. — 1  Sam.  iii.  IS". 

1  ffT  is  the  Lord,  enthron'd   in  light, 
JL    Whose  claims  are  all  divine, 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 

To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord,  who  gives  me  all — 

31  y  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease^. 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

*>  It  is  tLe  Lord  -should   1  distrust,. 
contradict  his  will! 
Who  cannot  do  but  wl  nt  is  just,. 
And  must  be  righteous  a  till. 

4  It  is  the    \  ord,  who  can  sustain 

Beneath  the  heaviest  1< 
From  whom   assistance  I   obtain. 
I  6  tread  the  thorny  road. 

5  It  u  .  i!  y  covenant  God, 

Tl  rice  I  iessed  be  His 
Wl  <  r,  seafd  with  blood". 

Hast  ever  be  the  same. 


"«lbU  EVANGELICAL    HYMSS* 

6  And  can  my  soul,  with  hopes  like  these, 

He  sullen  or  repine? 
TSo — let  the  Lord  take  what  he  please; 
To  him  I  all  resign. 

35a     S.  31.        Dwight. 
Solemn  thu'ts  offer  dangerous  sickness. — Ps.  88. 

1  OTRET€H'D  on  the  bed  of  grief, 
£3   In  silence   long  1  lay; 

For  sore  disease  and  wasting  pain 
Had  worn  my  strength  away. 

2  Just  o'er  the  grave  I   hung; 

No  pardon  met  my  eye*; 
As  blessings  never  greet  the  slaku 
And  hope  shall  never  rise. 

3  Sweet  mercy  to  my  soul 

Ueveal'd  no  charming  ray; 
Before  me  rose  a  long,  dark  night-. 

With  no  succeding  day. 
A  I  saw  beyond  the  tomb, 

The  awful  Judge  appear, 
Prepared  to  scan  with  strict  account 

My  blessings  wasted  here. 
5  Then  O  how  vain  appearM 

The  joys  beneath  the  sky! 
Like  visions  past,  like  flow'rs  that  blowa 

When  wintry  storms  are  nigh. 

(}  How  mourn'd  my  sinking  soul 
The  Sabbath's  hours  divine, 
The  day  of  grace,  that  precious  day. 
Consumed  in  sense  and  sin. 

7  Then  to  (he  Lord  I  prayM, 

And  rais'd  a  hitter  cry — 
^>Hear  me,  O  God,  and  save  my  soul. 
Lest  I  forever  die/* 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  26? 

-5  He  heard  my  humble  cry; 

He  sav'd  my  soul  from  death; 
To  him  Fli  give  my  heart  and  hands, 
And  consecrate  my  breath. 

9  Ye  sin ners,  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  'tis  calTd   to-day; 
Soon  will-t:;e  awful  voice  cf  deatii 
Command  your  souls  away. 

10  Soon  will  the  harvest  close; 

'/'lie  summer  soon  be  o'er; 
And  soon  your  injured,  angry  Gojft 
Will  hear  your  pray'rs  no  more. 
eCjO.     C  31.         J.  Steward. 
Sick  bed  reflections. 

1  ]V'1~Y  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope 
lyJL   To  reach  the  heav'nly  shore; 
And  when  T  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

That  I  shall  sin  no  more: 

2  That  then  I  shall  behold   the  Lamb, 

Who  once  for  sin  was  slain, 
Bui  rose  triumphing  o'er  the  grave. 
And  on  his  throne  doth  reign. 

3  I  hope  to  hear  and  join  the  song, 

That  saints  and  angels  raise; 
\  i j * ?  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
To  sing  eternal  praise. 

4  But  O,  this  dreadful  heart  of  sin! 

It  may  deceive  me  still; 
And  while  1  look  for  joys  above, 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

5  The  scene  must  then  forever  closet 

Probation  at  an  end; 

•  i  reach  me  there. 
pardon  there  descend. 


268  EVANGELICAL   IIYttXS. 

6  Come  then,  O  blessed  Jesus,  come. 
To  me  thy  Spirit  give; 
Shine  through  a  dark,  benighted  soul. 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 

361.     C.  31.         Watts. 

Siclc  bed  devotion;  ory  pleading  without  repin\ 

1  #^1  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
\J  Behold  the  pains  I  feel; 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  tny  servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command: 
I'll  not  attempt  a  mimr/ring  word,. 
Against  thy  chastening  hand. 

3  Yet  1  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes: 
31  y  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
1  iirough  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  dust; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withstand. 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 

5  I'm  but  a  stranger  here  below, 

As  all  my   fathers  were; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go. 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 
G  But  if  my  life  be  sparM   awhiie 
Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still. 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 
863.    C.  31. 


'A 


Joy  in  sorrow. 
ND  let  this  feeble  body  failj 
And  let  it  faint  or  die: 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  269 

.My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale.. 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high; 
\t  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest, 
(The  only  rest  tor  which  it  pants.) 

On  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down. 
And  smile  at  toil  and   pain. 

4  I  travel  my  appointed  years, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears. 
And  take  his  exile  home. 

363.     C.  M.         Topladw 

Affliction;  or,  meditation  on  God's  love. — Psalm 
civ.  34, 

1  "%^7"HEX  languor  and  disease  invade 

t  T      This  trembling  house  of  clav, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond   my  pains, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  wn. 

4  Sweet  to  relied   how  grace  divine 

aid; 
r  that  his  blood 
.Ms  debt  of  sufTring  paid 


270  EVA7CGELICAL    TIYMX3. 

5  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest^ 

>e  love  can  never  c- 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all   things  to  depend. 

6  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith. 

To  i  nriu  decrees; 

Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hand, 
:  ep  no  vviil  but  his. 
T  If  sucl    the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 
V\  fcat  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss- 
Immediately  from  theel 

364.    8,  ?,  4.         Pearce. 
Sweet  affliction. — 2  Chron.  xxxiii.  11-13. 
1   T.\  the  floods  of  tribulation, 
JL   While  the  billows  o'er  me  roll, 
Jesus  whispers  consolation, 

And  supports  my  fainting  soul: 

►Sweet  affliction, 
That  brings  Jesus  to  my  soul. 
$  Thus  the  lion  yields  rne  honey; 
From  the  eater  food  is  given; 
Strengthen'd  thus,  I  still  press  forward. 
Singing  as  T  wade  to  heaven: 

Sweet  affliction, 
And  my  sins  are  all  forgiven. 

3  Here,  in  darkest  dispensations, 

Doth  my  faithful  Lord  appear: 
With  his   richest  consolations, 
To  re-animate  and  cheer: 

Sweet  affliction, 
Thus  to  bring  my  Saviour  near. 

4  In  the  sacred  page  recorded, 

Thus  his  word  securely  stands' 


rvA:;GELiCAL  iiymss,  271 

ar  not,  Em  in  trouble  near  thee, 
Nought  shall  pluck  thee  from  my  baadi 

weet  affliction, 
Ever)"  word  my  love  demands. 
a  All  I  meet  I  find  assist  me 

In  my  path  to  heav'nly  joy. 
Where,  though  trials  now  attend  mt*v 
Trials  never  more  annoy: 

Sweet  affliction, 
Every  promise  gives  me  joy. 
H  Wearing  there  a  weight  of  glory. 
Still  the  path  I'll  ne'er  forget, 
But,  exulting,  cry,  it  led  me 
To  my  blessed  Saviour's  feet? 

Sweet  affliction, 
Which  has  brought  me  to  his  feet, 

3C5.    8,  7,  4.        Wingkove. 
Soul  happy  on  a  death  bed. 
L    1/1  VERY  moment  brings  me  nearer 
JQj  To  my  long  sought  rest  above; 
Higher  mounts  my  soul,  and  higher— 
Oh  how  happy  to  remove! 

Then,  forever, 
I  shall  sing  redeeming  love. 

2  Soon  shall  I   be  gone  to  glory — 

Join  the  bright,  angelic  race. 

There  repeat  the  pl<  asifig  story — 

I  was  sav'd  by  sovereign  gi    ■ 

And,  forever, 
\  iew  my  lovi;  r"    face. 

3  Though  my  burden  sore  oppress-  me 

And  I  shrink  beneath  my  pain, 

]  release   i 
Ai"'  ,  be  my  gaj| 


27*2  EVANGELICAL    HYMXS. 

Precious  Saviour! — 
With  my   Lord  I  shall  remain. 

£66.     C.  M.         Cruden. 

For  one  resigned  and  happy  in  prospeet  of  death. 

1  |^G3IE  forward,  death,  and  let  us  talk. 
V7   While  near  to  thee  I  stand: 

I  fear  thee  not;  so  I  draw  near 
To  shake  thy  thrice  cold  hand. 

I  welcome  thee  to  do  thy  work, 
Soon  as  my  sands  are  run; 

I  cannot  form  an  empty  wish 
Thy  coming  stroke  to  shun. 

2  In  some  dark  chamber  of  the  grave, 

Do  thou  this  body  lay; 
For  in  thy  hands,  O  death,  my  friend. 

I  fearless  leave  my   clay. 
Haste,  take  thy  dart,  thy  spear,  thy  bow. 

And  lift  thy  killing  hand; 
I'll  look  thee  boldly  in  the  face, 

And  thus  undaunted  stand. 

3  By  faith  I  see  Immanuel's  land; 

Oh  let  me  leap  on  shore, 
To  mingle  with  yon  seraphim, 

And  in  their  strains  adore, 
I  hear  their  harps,  their  golden  harps; 

Sound  the  Redeemers  praise; 
Oh  let  me  join  my  notes  with  them, 

And  sing  redeeming  grace. 

4  Quickly,  death,  th'  angelic  guards 

Are  hov'ring  all  around, 
And  waiting  to  embrace  their  charge, 

When  thou  hast  me  unbound. 
Make  haste!  cut  loose!  dissolve  life's  bands; 

I  long  to  be  away: 


EVANGELICAL    ffYM2fS.  27S 

When  immortality's  in  view 
Could  patience  bear  delay? 

5  Life's  bitterest  hour  is  recompens'd 

By  ecstasies  of  death; 
Assur'd  of  endless  life,  I  yield> 

Triumpfiing  yield  my  breath. 
I  pant  for  pure  immortal  joys; 

I'm  all  anxiety, 
To  see,  to  hear,  to  feel,  to  know, 

What  means  eternity. 

6  Abw,  now  my  breath  begins  to  fail! 

The  spirit's  almost  free: 
And  all  the  bands  that  keep  their  hold 

At  once  asunder  flee. 
I  breathe — I  feel  immortal  life, 

\nd  taste  celestial  joy. 
While  dazzling  glories  round  the  throne 

My  every  power  employ. 

7  Ye  friends  surviving,  dry  your  cheeks; 

Your  tears,  your  tears  are  lost; 
Shed  them  for  those  who  on  the  sea 

Of  mortal  life  are  toss'd. 
Just  on  my  eye-lids  let  some  friend 

His  fingers  gently  lay; 
Without  their  aid  I  see  the  beams 

Of  an  eternal  day. 

367.     7s. 
A  hymn  to  be  n  ken  rising. 

L   "VTOW   the  shades  of  night  are  go*; 
-i-^i    Now  the  morning  light  is  come; 
Lord  may  I  be  thine  to-day; 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  a 
•J  Fill  my  soul  with  heav'nly  light, 
ti  ' .  and  cleanse  mv  sighi 


274  EVANGELICAL    EYU 

In  thy  service.  Lord,  to-day, 
Help  me'labour,  help  me  pray. 

3  Keep  my  haughty  passions  bound: 
Save  me  from  my  foes  around; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  me  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  my  work  of  life  is  past, 
Oh  receive  me  then  at  last! 
JN'ight  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  I  reach  the  heav'nly  shore. 

369.       C.  M. 

Morning. 

WHEN  we,  with  welcome  slumber  press Jd, 
Had  clos'd  our  weary  eyes, 
A  pow'r  unseen  secur'd  our  rest, 
And  made  us  joyful  rise: 

2  Numbers  last  night  have  doubtless  met 

Their  long  eternal  doom; 
And  lost  the  joys  of  morning  light, 
In  death's  tremendous  gloom. 

3  But  life  to  us  its  light  prolongs, — 

Let  warmest  thanks  arise; 
Great  God,  accept  our  morning  songs. 
Our  willing  sacrifice. 

369.     C.  31.         Steele. 
**Jorning  song. 

1  tf^i  OD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 
\jf  To  thee  I  cheerful  raise; 

Thy  acts  of  love  'tis  good  to  sing. 
And  pleasant  'tis  to  praise. 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  pass'd  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene  and  safe  from  every  harm. 
To  tee  the  morning  light. 


EVANGELICAL    ITV3IXS.  275 

3  While  numbers  spent  the   night  in  sighs. 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 

In  jrcntle  sleep  I  clos'd  my  eyes, 

And  rose  from  sweet  repose. 

4  When  sleep  death's  image  o'er  me  spread, 

And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed. 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 
")  Oli  let  the  same  almighty  care 
Through  all  this  day  attend: 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 
6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll. 
And  guide  my  future  days; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  aLd  p/aise. 

370.     CM.         J.  Steward. 
ning  song-. 

1  OHOULD  God  forbid  the  sun  to  ri^e, 
k5  And  endless  darkness  reign. 
Justice  would  silence  every  mouth, 

■Nor  let  a  thought  complain. 

2  Thus  had  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Never  arose  and  shone, 
The  frowning  heav'ns  had  flash' d  with  wrath, 
For  crimes  which  we  have  done. 

3  Then  had  salvation  ne'er  appear'd, 

\ur  angels  sung  of  peace; 
The  anthem  never  had  begun, 
Which  now   will  never  cease. 

4  J5ut  thanks  to  God,  the  nat'ral  sun 

Does  light  and  heat  cou\<\ 
Thy    >un  ill  shine; 

An  everlasting-  daj. 


276  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

371.     L.  31. 

A  morning  hymn. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul!  with  rapture  rise! 
J\.  And,  fill'd  with  love  and  fear,  adore 
The  awful  sovereign  of  the  skies, 

Whose  mercy  lends  me  one  day  more. 

2  And  may  this  day,  indulgent  power, 

Not  idly  pass,  nor  fruitless  be, 
But  may  each  swiftly  flying  hour, 
Advance  my  soul  more  nigh  to  thee. 

3  But  can  it  be?  that  power  divine! 

Whose  throne  is  light's  unbounded  blaze. 
While  countless  worlds  and  angels  join, 
To  swell  the  glorious  song  of  praise; 

4  Will  deign  to  lend  a  favoring  ear, 

When  I,  poor  abject  mortal,  pray? 
Yes,  (boiLidless  goodness!)  he  will  hear, 
Nor  cast  the  meanest  wretch  away! 
h  Then  let  me  serve  thee  all  my  days; 

And  may  my  zeal  with  years  increase; 
For  pleasant,  Lord,  are  all  thy  ways, 
And  all  thy  paths  are  paths  of  peace. 
J372.     8.  M. 
Evening  hymn. 
1  rilHE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
JL    The  ev'ning  shades  appear; 
Oh  may  we  ever  keep  in  mind, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near, 
j  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
Ho  death  will  soon  remove  us  hence, 
And  leave  our  souls  undrest. 
3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 
JSecure  from  ali  our  feare; 


EVANGELICAL   HYMOT.  27* 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep. 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 

To  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run: 

5  That  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
Lord,  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

373.      C.  Jtf. 

Evening'. 

1  TNDULGFAT  Father,  by  whose  can. 
Jl    I've  pass'd  another  day, 

Let  me  this  night  thy  mercies  share, 
And  teach  ine  how  to  pray. 

2  Show  me  my  sins,  and  how  to  mourn 

My  guilt  before  thy  face; 
Direct  me,  Lord,  to  Christ  alone, 
And  save  me  by  thy  grace. 

3  Let  each  returning  night  declare 

The  tokens  of  thy  love; 
And  every  hour  thy  grace  prepare 
My  soul  for  joys  above. 

4  And  when  on  earth  I  close  mine  ( 

To  sleep  in  death's  embrace, 
Let  me  to  heav'n  and  glory  rise, 
T'  enjoy  thy  smiiing  face. 

374.     L.  M.         Steele. 
ning  song. — Ps.  cxli.  2. 
1   d~i  HE  x  to  thee  my  ev'ning  - 

^Jf    -Villi  humble  gratitude  T   rai 
Oh  lei  thy  mercy  tune   my  toj 
And  filJ  my  heart  with  lively  i"    i-p 


"278  EVANGELICAL   HYMNS. 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gentle  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondYous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  pow'r. 

3  Thy  love  and  pow'r,  celestial  Guard, 

Preserve  me  from  surrounding  harm; 
Can  danger  reach  me  while  the  T  ord 
Extends  his  kind,  protecting  arm? 

4  Let  this  blest  hope  my  eye-lids  close; 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

375.     L.  M.         Collyer. 

Evening  song-. 

{  fTpHE  night  shall  hear  me  raise  my  song, 

JL     And  in  her  silent  courts  my  tongue 

Shall  pour  the  solitary  lay, 

For  all  the  mercies  of  the  day. 

2  Nor  will  my  God  disdain  to  hear 

The  sigh  I  breathe — the  fervent  pray  Y; 
When,  sinking  to  oblivions  rest, 
I  seek  the  pillow  of  his  breast. 

3  And  when  the  blushing  morn  shall  rise, 
To  tinge  with  gold  the  eastern  skies; 
With  strength  renewed,  my  thankful  lay 
Shall  hail  the  new-born  beams  of  day. 

37G.     C.  M.         Harrison. 
Saturday  night. 
EGONE,  my  worldly  cares,  away1! 
IS  or  dare  to  tempt  my  sight; 
Let  me  begin  th'  ensuing  day, 
Before  I  end  this  night. 
2  Yes,  let  the  work  of  prayY  and  praisfc 
Employ  my  heart  and  tongue: 


B 


EVANGELICAL    TIY:iX3.  270 

Begin,  my  soul!  thy  Sabbath  days 
Can  never  be  too  long". 

3  Let  the  past  mercies  of  the  week 

Excite  a  grateful  frame, 
Nor  let  my  tongue  refuse  to  speak 
Some  good  of  Jesus'  name. 

4  On  wings  of  expectation  borne, 

My  hopes  to  heav'n  ascend; 

I  long  to  welcome  in  the  morn, 

The  day  with  thee  to  spend. 

oTT.     L.  M.  Stennett. 

The  Sablath. 

1  A  XOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
-/1l   Another  Sabbath  is  begun; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  r< 
Improve  the  day  thy  Gc  -Vd. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
{So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  mi 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  Oh  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  Bkj 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
V>"hich  none,  but  he  that  fe< 

4  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast, 
1-  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  re 
"Which  fur  the  Church  of  God  remains. 
The  end   of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

§  In  1.  >ly  duties  let  the  d 

i!<  :hus  to  sp< 

of  one  that  ne- 


280  EVAXGELICAL    HYMNS, 

arra   l.  m.      Doeell. 

Sahbath  morning, 

1  y^OME,  dearest. Lord,  ard  bless  tliis  day, 
V-/  Come  bear  our  tho*ts  from  earth  away: 
Now  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 

V  itii  ardor  to  their  native  skies. 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine. 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine; 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

3  Then  when  our  Sabbaths  here  are  o'er, 
And  we   arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransom'd  we  shall  spend 
A  Sabbath  which  shall  never  end. 

379,    L.  M. 

Asking-  Christ's  presence  on  the  Sahhath. 

1  jpk  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  and  pray, 
v_^  To  spend  with  Christ  this  sacred  dat>! 
For  wings  of  faith  to  soar  above. 
And  clasp  his  feet  in  arms  of  love. 

3  I'd  hold  him  fast,  till  he  should  give 
A  word  of  grace,  and  bid  me  live; 
I'd  plead  his  blood  for  guilt  and  sin, 
Till  he  should   cleanse  from  every  stain. 

4B  On  him,  whose  glories  fill  the  skies, 
I'd  gaze  and  fix  my  wand 'ring  eyes; 
Copy  his  beauties  on  my.  heart. 
Till  love  transform  in  every  part. 

4  'Tis  he  can  clothe  my  naked  soul, 
And  by  a  word  can   make  me   whole; 
Send  peace  and  patience   to  the  mind- 
And  give  a  heart  to  God 


EVANGELICAL   IIY3IXS.  281 

380.     C.  _\1.         Berridge. 

Sabbath  morning. — Psalm  cxviii.  24. 

1  l^kX  &iis  sweet  morn  my  Lord  arose, 
V^F   Triumphant  o'er  tiie  grave! 

lie  died  to  vanquish  all  my  foes, 
And  lives  again  to  save. 

2  I  bless  the  Lord,  and  hail  the  morn, 

It  is  my  Lord's  own  day; 
And  faithful  souls  will  surely  scorn 
To  doze  the  hours  away. 
"3  This  is  the  day  forjjoly  rest; 
Yet  clouds  will  gather  soon, 
Except  the  Lord  become  my  guest, 
And  put  my  harp  in  tune. 

4  No  heav'nly  fire  my  heart  can  raise 

Without  the  Spirit's  aid; 
His  breath  must  kindle  pray'r  and  praise, 
Or  I  am  cold  and  dead. 

5  On  all  the  flocks  thy  Spirit  pour, 

And  saving  health  convey; 
A  swret,  refreshing  Sabbath  show'r 
Will  make  them  sing  and  pray. 

5  Direct  thy  shepherds  how  to   feed 
The  flocks  of  thy  own  choice; 
Give  savour  to  the  heav'nly  bread, 
And  bid  the  folds  rejoice. 
:M.        C.  M. 
The  Sabbath. 

1  T1[7"HEN,  on  the  third  auspicious  day, 

T  ▼      While  yet  the  blushing  dawn 
Shed  forth  its  earliest  smiling  ray 
To  gihl  the  rising  mora; 

2  The  light  the  place 

Where  their  bclov'd  was  laid, 


282  EVANGELICAL    HYMTJB. 

Where  shining  angels  preach'd  the  graca 
That  rais'd  him  from  the  dead; 
8  They  hasted  from  the  hallow'd  ground, 
Where  his  dear  flesh  had  lain, 

To  tell  his  mourning  friends  around, 
That  Jesus  lives  again. 

4  This  day,  as  days  of  older  time, 
Is  one  of  heav'nly  joy, 
Good  tidings  reach  to  every  dim*, 
And  every  tongue  employ. 

382.     P.  M.        Xeedham. 
Going  to  Church, — Ps.  cxxii. 

1  "V¥7"H  VF  joy  possess'd  my  heart, 

fi      What  transport  did  I  feel, 
To  hear  my  pious  friends 

Express  their  holy  zeal! 
To  Zion's  hill  let  us  repair, 
To  pay  our  vows  and  worship  there. 

2  How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 

The  thronging  tibes  ascend, 
With  holy  longing  there 

The  sacred  hours  to  spend! 
Where  God  records  his  gracious  name. 
His  saints  may  lay  their  humble  claim, 

3  For  Ziorfs  peace  ye  saints. 

Your  fervent  pray'rs  unite; 
Be  this  your  work  by  day — 

Your  pleasure  this  by  night: 
Zion,  thy  sons  which  love  thee  b< 
Shall  in  thy  peace  be  greatly  blest. 

4  For  our  dear  brethren's  sake; 

Zion,  we  wish  thee  peace; 
Prosper,  O  prosper  long, 
And  may  thy  sons  increase! 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMX5.  283 

Wo  seek  thy  cood,  we  love  the  road 
Which  leads  us  to  God's  blest  abode! 
383.     P.   H-         Brown. 

Efocning  of  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  "CIREQJJENT  t!  e  day  of  God  returns, 
JT     To  shed  its  quick'ning  beams; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns, 

How  languid  are  its  flames! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love — 

Our  frailties,  T-ord,  forgive; 
\Ve  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  t'nee  while  we  live. 
8  Increase,  ()  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 
And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The   Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end; 
"4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heav'nly  air. 
With  heavnly  lustre  shine; 
Before  the  throne   of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 

L     L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Eternal  Sahbath.— Heh.  iv»  £). 

1  rjlTIJNE  earthly  Sabbaths,  I  ord,  we  love. 

JL     But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above; 
To  that  our  longing"  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desife. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  place; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

rule  alarms  of  raging  foes; 
cares  to  break  the  ose; 

e,  do  clouded  mid 
Dbacurefl  the  Lustre  of  thy  throne* 


2?4  EVANGELICAL    IIVMXS. 

4  Around  thy  throne,  grant  we  may  meet, 
And  give  ns  but  the  lowest  seat; 
We'll  shout  thy  praise,  and  join  the  song 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 
385.       C.  31. 
Meditation  in  the  night. 

1  PllTIY  daily  mercies,  O  my  fxodj, 

JL     My  waking  thoughts  employ; 
And  while  I  meditate  on  thee, 
My  heart  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

2  Thou  giv'st  me  rest  upon  my  bed, — 

Soft  slumber  to  my  eyes; 
Thy  goodness  is  again  renew'd, 

When  in  the  morn  I  rise. 
•3  Throughout  the  business  of  the  day, 

Thine  arm  does  me  upnold; 
Amidst  the  darkness  of  the  night, 

Thy  presence  makes  me  bold. 

4  Whether  in  sickness  or  in  health, 

Thy  grace  does  me  sustain; 

Let  me,  O  Lord,  enjoy  thyself, 

And  I  shall  ne'er  complain. 

5  Although  my  fields  no  meat  afford, 

Nor  vineyard  yield  increase, 
In  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God, 
To  joy,  I  will  not  cease. 

6  At  length,  when  thou  dost  call  to  go*. 

And  bid  me  earth  resign, 
Joyful  I'll  leave  my  all  below, 
To  be  forever  thine. 

396.      C.  M. 

Winter* 

1  C^ftE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 
£3  Has  stripped  the  verdant  ground, 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  285 

15ut  spring  will  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  round. 

2  My  soul  a  sharper  winter  mourns, 

And  fruitless  I  remain; 
When  will  the  gentle  spring  return. 
The  graces  grow  again! 

3  Jesus,  my  glorious  Sun,  arise — 

This  frozen  heart  remove: 
O,  hush  these  storms,  and  clear  my  skies. 
And  let  me  feel  thy  love. 

387.     C.  31.        Xewton. 
Spring,  or  return  of  joy. 

1  A  T  length  the  wish'd  for  spring  has  come: 
jl\   How  altered  is  the  scene! 

The  trees  and  shrubs  are  drest  in  bloom. 
The  earth  array 'd  in  green. 

2  I  see  my  Saviour  from  on  high, 

Break  through  the  clouds  and  shine; 
Jia  creature  now  more  blest  than  I, 
No  song  more  loud  than  mine. 

*)  Thy  word  does  all  my  hopes  revive: 
It  overcomes  my  foes; 
It  makes  my  languid  graces  thrive. 
And  blossom  like  the  rose. 
1  Dear  Lord,  a  monument  I  stand, 
Of  what  thy  grace  can  do; 
Uphold  me  by  th\  gracious  hand, 
Each  changing  season  through. 
368.     L.  M.         Stkoxo. 

Summer;  or,  the  great  Harvest. — Matt.  xiii.  '.W. 
riMIH  summer  I  arvfest  spreads  the  field, 
J     M  whitening  hills  are  turn'd! 

H<  peri  \  i<  Id; — 

The  irhe  1 — the  tares  arc  buruVJ 


BY  ANGELICAS.    IIY 

is  the  great  Judge,  \  .  crown'd. 

Descends  to  reap  the  ripen'd  ^ 
Angelic  guards  attend  Lira  down, 

The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  sounds  of  glor;. 

search  around  the  rid; 

Raste  call  my  saints  to  rise  and  take 
The  seats  from  which  their  foes  were  burl'd. 

4  {iGo,  burn  the  chaff  in  endless  lire, 

In  liames  unquciich   .  em  each  tare: 

Sinners  must  feel  my  holy  ire, 

And  sink  in  guilt  to  deep  despair.*' 

5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth: — 

Angels  obey  the   awful  voice; 
They  save  the  wheat,  they  burn  the  chaff; 
All  heav'n  approves  the  sovereign  i 
3S9.     L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Seasons. — fs.  xlv.  11. 

1  r 31  TIE  tfow'ry  spring,  at  God's  command, 

JL     Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  v.;  ;iine, 

To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

2  His  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours, 
Through  all  her  coasts,  redundant  stores: 
And  winters,  soften'd   by  his  care, 

ZVo  mere  the  face  of  horror 

3  Seasons  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days. 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise; 

And   be  the  cheerful  homage  paid. 
With  morning  light  and   i  ade. 

4  And  Q,  may  each  harmonious  tongue 
In  worlds  unknown  the  j 

And  in  those  brighter  courts  ad    i 

M  here  davs  and  years  revolve  no  more. 


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2S8  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Seem'd  as  fair  for  life  as  we, 
When  the  former  year  begun. 

3  Some,  (but  who,  God  only  knows,) 

That  are  here  assembled  now, 
Ere  the  present  year  shall  close, 
To  the  stroke  of  death  must  bow. 

4  If  from  guilt  and  sin  set  free, 

By  the  knowledge  of  thy  grace, 
Welcome,  then,  the  call  will  be, 
To  depart,  and  see  thy  face. 

5  To  thy  saints,   while  here  below, 

WTith  new  years  new  mercies  come; 
But  the  happiest  year  they  know, 
Is  their  last,  which  leads  them  home. 

392.     C.  M.         Newton, 

New  Year, 


'IN 


J"OWr,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal . 
And  make  thy  glory  known; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 


2  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin, 

May  mercy  set  us  free; 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

3  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more; 
And  sioners  flow  may  learn  to  loYe, 
Who  never  lov'd  before. 

4  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here. 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  2S£ 

393,    C.  M,        Watts. 

Life  and  Eternity. 
\  rilHEE  we  adore,  eternal  name? 
JL     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying*  worms  are  we! 
2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  stilly 
As  months  and  days  increase; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

o  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave; 
Whatever  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We?re  traveling  to  the  grave. 
4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground; 
To  push  us  to  the  tomb; 
And  fierce  diseases  w*St  around, 
To  hurry  mortal*  home. 

o  Great  God!  on  what  a  -  read 

Hang  everlasting  things! 
Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  d^ad. 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings? 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attend  on  every  breath; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  goy 
Ujjon  the  brink  of  death! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  seasc, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
.May  they  be  found  with  God. 
894.      P.  St 
The  sw!ftiicis  of  time. — Job  vii.  6. 

HY  days,  my  weeks,  •  ycaj*. 

Flv  raj)id  a$  the  w  tutUpg  aphere^ 
T 


290  EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS. 

Around  the  steady  pole: 
Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  Ju 
Till  I  must  launch  through  boundless 

Where  endless  ages  rolfr. 

2  The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  seen; 
The  moments  swiftly  pass  between, 

And  whisper  as  they  fly, 
Unthinking  man,  rememhcr  thi~r 
Though  fond  of  snblunary  bliss, 

Thou  soon  must  gasp  and  die. 

3  My  soul  attend  the  solemn  call; 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  quickly  fall 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight, 
Beyond  the  vast  expansive  blue, 
To  sing  and  love  as  angels  do. 

Or  sink  in  endless  night. 

•4  Immortal  bliss,  or  endless  woe, 
Hangs  on  this  inch  of  fime  below, 

On  this  precarious  breath: 
The  Lord  of  nature  only  km* 
Whether  another  year  shall  close 

Ere  I  expire  in  death. 

5  Long  ere  the  seasons  roll  around 
I  may  be  buried  under  ground, 

And  there  in  silence  rot; 
Alas!  one  hour  may  close  the  sccrre. 
And  ere  twelve  months  shall  roll  between. 

My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

6  But  will  my  soul  be  then  extinct. 
And  cease  to  live,  and  cease  to  think' 

It  cannot,  cannot  be: 
Though  my  immortal  cannot  die; 
What  wilt  thou  do,  nr  wl  ithc 
bay  set  V  • 


EVANGELICAL   BYXN8.  2C>1 

7  Will  mercy  then  its  arms  extend !■ 
Will  Jesus  be  thy  guardian  friend; 

And  heaven  thy  dwelling  phi 
Or  sliall  insulting  iiends  appear, 
To  drag  thee  down  to  dark  despair, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  grace- 

8  A  heaven  and  hell,  and  these  alone. 
Beyond  the  present  life  are  known; 

There  is  no  middle  state: 
To-day  attend  the  call  divine; 
To-morrow  may  be  none  of  thine, 

Or  it  may  be  too  late. 
&  Thy  fleeting  time  improve,  redeem. 
'  i>.  the  change,  whate'er  it  seem 

To  note  unthinking  men; 
Lord  at  thy  footstool  I  would  bow; 
Bid  conscience  tell  me  plainly  now 

What  it  would  tell  me  then. 
1Q  If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray. 
Help  me-  to  choose  a  better  wayj 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high: 
Thy  gnce  impart,  my  guilt  fprgivft 
Xor  ever  let  me  dare  to  live 

£uch  as  I  dare  not  die. 

G,  11. 
The  s  wifeless  of  fin 


1   rplMU  swiftly  rt  flying-, 
•      A     And 


ad  mortals  are  dying: 

To  th'  invisible  world  all  soon  must  departs 

I  l  asons  are   rolling; 
Jehoi  ling, 

I  >    inner,  return,  and  <r\\  c  me  \< 
2    If    I  in :«■ 


•2f<2  EV  Ar\GE LIC  A L    HDIXb. 

Look  up  to  the  giver  with  faith's  steadfa- 

Believe  on  tlist  Jesus, 

Who  once  died  to  save  us; 
Your  moments  improve;  for  eternity's  nigh. 

3  My  soul  starts  with  wonder 

To  think  how  the  thunder  [pear: 

Creation  shall  shake  when  the  Judge  shall  ap- 

Time  shall  be  no  longer, 

To  aged  or  younger;  [hear. 

The  whole  race  of  Adam  their  sentence  shall 

4  Mankind  are  divided, 
All  cases  decided; 

Poor  sinners  are  bound  in  the  dungecE  of  hell; 

But  blessed  be  Jesus, 

Most  woithy  of  praises; 
His  people  in  mansions  of  glory  shall  dwell. 

396.    C.  31.        Bekridge, 

J  far  ridge. 
1  OIXCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
t-5  To  grace  a  marriage  feast; 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

5  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
"Who  now  have  plighted  hands; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  In  purest  love  these  souk  unite, 
That  they  with  christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 
1  And  wnen  that  solemn  hour  shall  ccrre. 
And  life's  short  space  be  e'er; 
May  they  in  triumph  reach  that  he 
lr>ll  part  no  morp. 


,ag£lical  iiymic*.  293 

397.    L.  fit,        Lee. 

jPcurriage. 

1  "W^ITH  grateful  hearts  and  tuneful  lay<t 

?  ▼      We  bow  before  th'  Eternal  throne, 
And  offer  up  our  humble  praise, 
To  Him  whose  name  is  Go    alone. 

2  On  this  auspicious  eve,  draw  near, 

Ana  shed  thy  richest  blessings  down; 
Fill  every  heart  with  love  sincere. 
And  all  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 

3  Grant  now  thy  presence,  gracious  Lord, 

And  hearken  to  our  fervent  pray'r; 
The  nuptial  vow  in  heay'n  record, 
And  biess  the  newly  married  pair 

4  Oh  guide  them  safe,  this  desert  through* 

'Mid  ail  the  cares  of  life  and  love; 
At  length  with  joy  thy  face  to  view, 
In  fairer,  better  worlds  above. 
398.     L.  M.        Steele. 
The  s /  ind  fra i Uy  of  man . — F 9* 80L 

1  4  LMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
li.   Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  J  a 

And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span, 

A  little  point  my  life  appears, 
IFow  frail  at  best  is  dying"  man! 

How  vain  are  all  Oil  hopes  and  fears! 

3  Yrcin  his  ambition,  noise,  and  show! 

Vain  are  the  iich  rack  his  mil 

He  heaps  up  tr  Lx'd  vritl 

And  dies  and  ::i   all  be]  .. 
<\  Oh  be  a  doI 

My  (JoJ4i  1  by  throne; 


294  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hopes  on  thee  alone. 

399.  C.  Ml.        Hoskins. 
Time  is  short. — 1  Cor.  vii.  29. 

4-  rilliK  time  is  short!  the  season  near 
_I_     W  hen  death  will  us  remove; 
To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear, 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 
U  The  time  is  short!  sinners  beware, 
.Nor  triilc  time  away: 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  it  is  cail'd  to-day. 

3  The  time  is  short!  ye  rebels,  now 

To  Christ  the  Lord  submit; 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bc-w, 
And  fall  at  Jesus1  feet. 

4  The  time  is  -short!  ye  saints  rejoice*— 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come: 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 
To  call  you  to  your  home. 

5  The  time  is  short!  it  swiftly  flics — 

The  hour  is  just  at  band, 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the- skies-, 
And  reach  the  wish'd-for  land. 

0  The  time  is  short!   the  moment  near, 

When  we  shall  dwell   above; 
And  he  forever  happy  there, 
With  Jesus,  whom  w-e  love. 

400.  C.  31.         Crudkn. 
Death.— Ecel.  ix.  10. 

1  #"^03T-E,  O  my  soul,  look  up  a»d  see 
*L^   How  swift  the  moments  run! 
Swift  as  the  whe"el  of  time  whirjs  ronnd 

1  My  closing  day  brings  on. 


Jl\ ANGELICAL    HYMXS,  295^- 

^  Some  bu§y  hand,  perhaps,  this  hour, 
Is  weaving  fast  my  shroud; 
Soon  hoary  winter  will  draw  on, 
And  freeze  life?s  vital  flood. 
3  "Few  clocks,  for  auglvt  I  know,  may  strike, 
Before  my  funeral  knelU 
Which,  by  its  doleful  sounding  tongue, 
Shall  my  departure  tell. 
-4  When  the  grim  king  of  terrors  calls, 
May  I  triumphant  stand; 
And  find  rr;y  Saviour  then  my  friend, 
To  guide  me  with  his  hand. 
5  Then  shall  my  spirit  soar  away 
To  heav'c  and  see  his  face; 
And  sing,  with  all  the  ransonrd  throng, 
The  wonders  of  his  grace. 

401.     L.  M.         BxiowN 
Sickness  and  Death, 
1   7%/rY  soul,  the  minutes  haste  away, 
IfjL  Apace  comes  on  th'  important  day^ 
When,  in  the  icy  arms  of  death, 
I  must  give  nip  my  vital  breath. 
'2  Look  forward  to  the  moving  scene; 
How  wilt  thou  be  affected  then] 
When  from  on  high  some  sharp  disease 
Resistless  shall  my  vitals  seize? 

3  When  all  the  springs  of  life  are  low, 
The  spirit  faiut,  the  pulses  slow; 

The  eyes  grow. dim  and  short  the  breath, 
The  tokens  of  approaching  death. 

4  When  clammy  sweats  through  every  part 
Bhow  life's  retreating  to  the  heart; 

lis  last  resistance  there  to  make, 
And  then  the  breathless  frtime  forsake 


2m 


EVANGELICAL    irY30:*„ 


5  When  vast  eternity's  in  sight; 

The  brightest  day,  the  blackest  night: 
One  shock  will  break  the  building  down, 
And  let  thee  into  worlds  unknown, 
£  Oh  come,  my  son),  the  matter  weight 
How  wilt  thou  leave  thy  kindred  clay,. 
And  how  the  unknown  regions  try,. 
And  launch  into  eternity! 

4.02.    C.  M.        Addison. 
The  Christian's  Hope. 
I  "^TjTHEX,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death* 
▼  w      O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear> 
I  see  my  Maker,  face  to  face, 
O  how  shall  I  appear! 

3  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 
And  mercj  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought;. 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  discios'S 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  souf, 
O  how  shall  T  appear! 

4  But  thou  hast  told  the  troubled  mind* 

Who  does  her  sins  lament, 
An  interest  in   the  Saviour  Christ 
Shall  endless  woe  prevent. 

5  Give  me  that  sorrow  of  the  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groans 

His  sorrows  will  have  weight. 
Q  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  procure, 
Who  knows  thy  only  Son  has  died, 

To  snake  her  pardon  aure 


EVANGELICAL    UY^I^,  29? 

403.      S.  K, 
The  anxious  inquiry, 

1  A  XD  am  I  born  to  die? 
J\.  To  lay  this  body  tiown? 
And  must  my  trembling-  spirit  fry 

Into  a  world  unknown! 

2  A  land  of  deepest  shade, 

Unpierc'd  by  human  thoughrr 

The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 

Where  s.11  things  are  forgot-. 

3  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will  become  of  me! 
Eternal  happiness  or  wee 
.Must  then  my  portion  be. 

4  WakM  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  tomb  must  rise, 
And  sec  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd. 
And  see  the  flaming  skies! 

5  How  shall  I  leave  the  tomb! 

With  triumph,  or  regret: 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet. 

6  I  must  from  God  be  driv'n, 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell; 
}iust  come,  at  his  command,  to  heav  u;- 
Or  else  depart  to  hell. 

7  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt 

That  tears  my  anxious  breastT 
&hall  I  he  with  the  damn'd  cast  our, 

Or  numbered   with  the  blest? 
3  Oh  thou  that  wouldst  not  have 

Od€  ir  retched  sinner  die, 
Who  died'st  thyself  my  soul  to  sarc 

Prom  eudles  mjsery; 


298  EVANGELICAL   ILVMa^. 

9  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe, 
That  when  thou  comcst  on  thy  throne-, 
I  may  with  jay  appear. 
404.      L.  M. 
For  mc  to  die  is  gain. — Phil.  i.  21. 
I  FTUIEE  I  adore,  Eternal  pow'r! 

JL     And  humbly  bow  before  thy  throve:. 
Be  near  me  at  my  dying-  hour, 

Then  shed  thy  kindest  influence  down,. 
12  My  sins,  most  humbly,  I  confess, 

My  sins  against  both  light  and  love; 
X)h  let  thy  sovereign — pard'ning  grace. 
Those  sins  forgive — my  guilt  remove 

3  Jesus!   on  thy  atoning  blood, 

My  fondest — firmest  hopes  depend;  • 

In  every  trial,  O  my  God! 

Thy  heav'nly  consolations  lend. 

4  With  thee, — Redeemer  of  my  soul! 

Let  not  the  world  my  heart  divide; 

Each  rash, — unhallow'd  thought  control, 

And  to  thyself  my  footsteps  guide. 

5  On  thy  dear  bosom  may  I  lie, 

When  sinking  in  the  arms  of  death, 
To  thee  direct  my  closing  eye, 

And  praise  thee  with  my  latest  breatth 
405.     C.  M.        Collyer. 
1  Sam.  xv.  32. 

1  "\S7" HEX,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 

T  ▼      My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
Waiting  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 
Great  God,  at  thy  command! 

2  When  weeping  friends  surround  my  bed. 

And  close  my  sightless  eyes;    - 


EVANGELICAL    IIYUXS.  233 

"When  shattered  by  the  weight  of  years 
Tliis  broken  body  lies: 

3  When  every  long-lov'd  scene  of  life 

Stands  ready  to  depart; 
When  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart: 

4  O.  thou  great  Source  of  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave! 

B  Lay  thy  supporting  gentle  hand 
Beneath  my  sinking  head; 
And,  with  a  ray  of  love  divine, 
Illume  my  dying  bed! 
<5  Leaning  on  thy  dear  faithful  breast, 
May  I  resign  my  breath! 
And.  in  thy  fond  embraces,  lose 
"The  bitterness  of  death:'' 

406.       L.  31. 

There  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling-,  <$r. — 
Job  iii.   17. 
1  T"|E ATII  and  the  grave  are  doleful  themes, 
JLr    For  sinful,  mortal  worms  to  sing, 
Unless  a  Saviour's  sweeter  beams 

Dispel  the  gloom  and  touch  the  string. 

5  Yt  t,  dearest  Lord,  when  view'd  in  thee, 

Death  and  the  grave  lose  all  their  dread;* 
There  all  h*s  frightful  horrors  flee, 
And  joy  surrounds  a  dying  bed. 
H  The  gru\  i  a  favor'd  spot; 

To  saints  its  deepest  gloom  is  blej 
Tor   i  ■  d  trou    lc 

And  piere  the  weary  are  at  rest 


300"  EVANGELICAL    ttfXMff; 

4  At  i*est  in  Jesus'  faithful  anr>s; 

At  rest  as  in  a  peaceful  bed; 
Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  storms, 

Which  round  this  sinful  world  are  spread, 

5  Thrice  happy  souls  who're  gone  before^ 

To  that  inheritance  divine; 
They  labor,  sorrow,  sigh  no  more, 
But  bright  in  endless  glory  shine. 

6  Then  let  our  mournful  tears  be  dry. 

Or  in  a  gentle  measure  flow; 
We  hail  them  happy  in  the  sky, 
And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  ^o. 
407*     L.  >I.         Newton. 
The  tolling  bell. 

1  rf~\FT  as  the  bell,  with  solemn  toil, 
\J  Speaks  the  departure  of  a  soul, 
Let  each  one  ask  himself,  "Am  I 
Prepared,  should  I  be  calPd  to  die!" 

2  Onfy  this  frail, and  fleeting  breath 
Preserves  me  from  the  jaws  of  death: 
Soon  as  it  fails,  at  once  I'm  gone, 
And  plung'd  into  a  world  unknown. 

3  Then,  leaving  all  I  lov'd  b clow, 
To  God's  tribuual  I  must  go; 

31ust  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  fate; 
And  fix  my  everlasting  state. 

4  Lord  Jesus!  help  me  now  to  flee, 
And  seek  my  hope  alone  in  thee; 
Apply  thy  blood,  thy  Spirit  give, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  let  me  live. 

5  Then  when  the  solemn  bell  I  hear, 
If  sav'd  from  guilt  I   need  not  fear; 
Nor  would  the  thought  distressing  be*: 
Perhaps  it  next  may  toll  for  rne. 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMN3.  301 

408.    C.  11        Newton. 

The  death  of  a  believer. 

1  TX  vain  my  fancy  strives  to  paint 
J!.    The  moment  after  death, 

The  glories  that  surround  a  saint., 
When  yielding  up  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks; 

We  scarce  can  say  "he's  gcnel'* 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail. 

To  trace  the  spirit's  flight; 
Xo  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  the  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  ail)  we  know, 

Saints  are  completely  blest; 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe. 
And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  they  praise  his  name, 

His  face  they  always  view; 
Then  let  us  followers  be  of  them, 
That  we  may  praise  him  too. 
409.      C.  M. 
Funeral  of  a  faithful 

1  TT^AR  from  affliction,  toil,  and  C! 
JL      Th«  happy  soul  is  fled; 

The  breathless  clay  shall  slumber  here 
Among  the  silent  dead. 

2  The  gospel  was  Ins  joy  and  song, 

E'en  to  las  latest  breath; 
The  truth  he  had  proclaim'd  ^o  lon^ 
V      -  bifl  support  in  death. 

3  \  o  is^ 

,\]j<>v  I  ■  sphere; 


302  EVANGELICAL    HFMTHf. 

His  soul  was  ripenM  for  the  bliss. 

While  yet  he  sojourn  M  here. 
4  The  Church's  loss  we  all  deplore, 

And  shed  the  falling  tear; 
Since  we  shall  sec  his  face  no  more^ 

Till  Jesus  shall  appear. 

0  But  we  are  hasting  to  the  tomb; 

Oh  may  we  ready  stand! 
Then,  dearest  Lord,  receive  us  home... 
To  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

410.       L.    31.  COLLYER. 

EccL  xii.  7. 

1  1,1  ROM  his  low  bed  of  mortal  dust, 
S-     EscapM  the  prison  of  his  clay. 
The  new  inhabitant  of  bliss, 

To  heav'n  directs  his  wondrous  way*- 

2  Ye  fields  that  witness'd  once  his  tears, 

Ye  winds,  that  wafted  oft  his  sighs, 
Ye  mountains,  where  he  breath'd  hi3  pray'r?4 
When  sorrow's  shadows  veil'd  his  eyes^ 

3  No  more  the  weary  pilgrim  mourns, 

No  more  affliction  wrings  his  hear^ 
Tk'  unfetter'd  soul  to  God  returns- 
Forever  he  and  anguish  part! — 

4  Receive,  O  earth,  his  faded  form, 

In  thy  cold  bosom  let  it  lie; 
Safe  let  it  rest  from  every  storm — 
Soon  must  it  rise  no  more  to  die! 
411.    L.  M.        Tafpa\. 
Funeral  of  a  faithful  minister. 
I  ^IPIRIT!  arisfe— 'tis  blest  to  go, 
k_7  When  skiey  visions  call  away; 
Dust!  seek  the  grave — there  spices  flow, 
iere  jushas  out  Redemption's  ray. 


BYAXOELTC&L    n\- 

2  God  of  the  flaming  steeds  and  car! 
We  tremble  at  our  father's  cs 
And,  weeping",  watch  his  flight  afar, 
x\nd  see  th'  ungather'd  mantle  fall. 
a  Weep  ye!  O  weep  your  leader  gone; 
Yet  mark  the  way  that  prophet  trod 
Through  peril's  path  he  wander'd  on. 
Till,  lost  to  man,  he's  found  with  God^ 

4  What  glories  hover'd  o"cr  his  bed!  . 

What  music  lingered  on  his  ear! 
He  saw  whose  hand  sustain'd  his  head. 
He  knew  the  voice  that  calm'd  his  fear. 

5  Wouldst  die  like  him! — Live  thou  the  life 

Of  holy  hope,  of  love  divine; 
And  faint  not  in  the  weary  strife; 
Thou  wilt  not,  if  his  life  be  thine. 

6  Deny  me  not! — I  ask  with  awe — 

Give  me,  O  Lord! — thou  hast  the  power — - 
The  bright  apocalypse  he  saw, 

In  nature's  weakest,  mightiest  hour. 

41:2.     7s.         Montgomery. 

Death  of  a  ^Minister. 

1  OIPIRIT!  leave  thine  house  of  i 
^   Lingering  dust!   resign  thy  bre. 
Spirit!  cast  thy  chains  away;  -    x 

Dust! — be  thou  dissolv'd  in  deati.. 

2  Pris'ner,  long  detain'd  below; 

Pris'ner,  now  with  freedom  blest; 
Welcome,  from  a  wurld  of  woe. 
Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest! 

3  All  i  -   vale  of  tears, 

Which  his  humble  footsteps  trod, 
path  &pjN 


304  EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS. 

4  But  his  Master,  from  above, 

When  the  promis'd  hour  was  come^ 
Sent  the  chariot  of  his  love 
To  convey  the  wand'rer  home. 

5  Grave!  the  guardian  of  his  dust, 

Grave!  the  treasury  of  the  skies, 
Every  atom  of  thy  trust 
Rests  in  hope  again  to  rise. 

6  Hark! — the  judgment  trumpet  calls— 

"Soul!  rebuild  thine  house  of  clay; 
Immortality  thy  walls, 
And  eternity  thy  d.-.y!" 

413.     8s.        C.  Wesley. 

Death  of  a  Brother. — Rev.  xiv.  13, 

1  THJO^r  blest  is  our  brother,  bereft 
JEJL  Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind! 
How  easy  the  soul  that  hath  left 

This  wearisome  body  behind! 
This  earth  is  affected  no  more 

With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain; 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  shall  vex  him  again. 

2  This  languishing  head  is  at  vest; 

Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er; 
This  quiet,  immovable  breast, 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more. 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat — 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

3  The  lids  that  he  seldom  could  close. 

By  sorrows  forbidden  to  sleep, 
SealM  up  in  the  sweetest  repose, 
1$d.vo  strangely  forgotten  to  weep. 


EVANGELICAL   HY3I3TS.  3Q5 

These  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies; 

These  hollows  from  water  are  free; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  cye$^ 

And  evils  they  never  shall  see. 
To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine. 

While  hound  in  a  prison  I  breathe'; 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  press  to  the  issues  of  death. 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
might  I  this  moment  become; 
:rit  created  anew, 

3Iy  flesh  be  consigned  to  the  tomb; 

414.       8s. 
D  v  -tcr. — Rev.  xiv.  13. 

^rj^IS  nnish'd!   the  conflict  is  past, 
A     The  heaven-horn  spirit  is  fled, 
Her  wish  is  accomplished  at  last, 

And  now  she's  entofub'd  with  the  deau\ 
The  months  of  affliction  arc  o'er, 

Tli£  days  and  the  nights  of  distress"; 
We  see  her  in  anguish  do  more — 
She's  gained  her  happy  release.^ 

ckness,  or  sorrow,  or  pain, 
Shall  quiet  her  now; 

leath  to  her  spirit  was  gain, 
Since  Christ  was  her  life  when  below. 
Her  soul  ha^  "now  taken  its  flight 
To  mansions  of  glory  above, 
le  with  angels  of  light. 
And  dwell  in  the  kingdom  uf  love. 

\  ictory  now  is  ohtaiu'd; 
.She's  gone  her  dear  Saviour  to  sec,; 
fully  has  gain'd — 
p.qw  where  she  longed  fp  be^T 
i; 


SOG  EVAXGELTC.VL    IIYM\3. 

The  coffin,  the  shroud,  and  the  grave. 
To  her  were  no  objects  of  dread; 

On  Him  who  is  mighty  to  save, 

Her  soul  was  with  confidence  stay'd. 

4  Then  let  us  forbear  to  complain, 

That  she  is  now  gone  from  our  sight; 
We  soon  shall  behold  her  again, 

With  new  and  redoubled  delight. 
Oh  there  we  shall  see  her  attire, 

Wash'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb: 
And  join  with  the  heavenly  choir, 

In  anthems  of  praise  to  his  name. 

415.    Bj  7,  4.        Wingrove. 
Falling  asleep  in  Jesus. — Acts  vii.  60. 

1  TTTAPPY  soul!  we  now  resign  thee. 
JlJL  Called  by  the  great  "I  Am;"  ' 
Left  thy  troubles  all  behind  thee — 

Gone  to  glorify  the  Lamb; 

And,  forever, 
Sing  the  wonders  of  his  name. 

2  Gone  to  join  the  heav'nly  choir, 

'Ray'd  in  spotless  garments  bright; 
Gone  thy  Saviour  to  admire, 
Who  is  now  thy  soul's  delight: 

And,  forever, 
Sing  his  praises  day  and  night. 

5  There  the  once  afflicted  Christian, 

Free  from  all  his  grief  and  pain. 
Feels  the  sweetness  of  religion — 
Proves  his  life  was  not  in  vain 

And,  forever, 
With  hie  Jesus  ehail  remain, 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  30? 

416,    8,7.        a  Wesley. 
The  departing  saint. 
I  TT"  APPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 
XX  All  thy  mourning  days  below. 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended^ 
To  the  sight  of  Jesus,  go! 
*J  Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 
Lo!  the  Saviour  stands  above, 
Shows  the  glory  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

3  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast. 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 
To  his  everlasting  rest. 

4  For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain; 
Die,  to  live  the  life  of  glory — 
Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 
417.     L.  M.         Watts. 

Funeral  of  a  saint. 

1  TTNYEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 
KJ    Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust: 

And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 

Invade  thy  bounds.     No  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept; — God's  dying  Son  [bed; 

Pass'd  through  the  grave,  and  bless'd  the 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  hifl  throne,  illustrious  morn; 

Attend,  U  earth!  his  sovereigu  word; 


tiOS  EVANGELICAL    IIYM.VS, 

Restore  thy  trust— a  glorious  form — 
Caird  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord.. 
41S.     C.  M.         Steele. 
Death  of  a  young  person. 
PHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  aw?>y 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 
2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
Oh  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  pow'r — "I  too  must  die" — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 
8  Tfee  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 
May  every  heart  obey! 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 
4  Oh,  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  pow'rful  arm  can  save; 
Then  shall  cur  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

419.     C.  M.         Olding. 
Heath  of  a  young  person. — Ps.  cii.  23. 

1  "|I'Y  Father  calls  me  to  his  arms, 
IfX    And  willingly  I  go; 

With  cheerfulness  I  bid  farewell 
To  every  thing  below. 

2  My  tender  parents,  kind  and  dear, 

J  bid  farewell  to  you; 
Though  nature  feels,  and  I  can  £nd 
'Tis  hard  to  say.  adieu! 

3  Ye  friends  and  kindred  lov'd  me  much. 

Ye  bold  me  near  your  heart; 
\\.\\  still  T  feel  that  T  can  lovet 
And  find  it  bar  J  to  part, 


EVANGELICAL    IIV3IXS.  3CK> 

4  Ye  brothers,  sisters,  me  you  love, 
And  love  1  also  feel; 
I  see  your  tender  passions  move-— 
Your  grief  you  can't  conceal. 

0  But  do  not  weep  or  grieve  for  me; 

You  know  I  must  go  borne: 
I  was  upon  a  visit  here, 
And  now  I  must  return. 
€>  Farewell  thou  world,  with  all  thy  tojai 
For  thou  hast  been  to  me 
A  world  of  transitory  joys, 
Of  sin  and  vanity. 
7   Now  I  rejoice  to  leave  this  world. 
Of  sorrow,  sin,  and  pain; 
My  voul  is  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood. 
And  shall  a  crown  obtain, 

4tK).    C.  M.         Dobi.ix. 
Death  of  a  child. — 1  Sam.  iii.    1~ 

1  £~^\  Ol)  hath  bereav'd  me  of  my  child! 
VJT  His  hand  in  thi^  I've  view'd; 
It  is  the  Lord,  shall  I  complain? 

doth  what  seems  him  good!*5 
IV. *as  God  who  gave  my  child  to  me; 

Tir  appointed  time  he  stood, 
It  is  the  Lord,  I  plainly  see, 
lie  doth  what  seems  him  good! 
3  Yet  nature  feels — but  ah,  lie's  gone. — 
For  him  my  tears  have  flow'd; 
J  i  is  the  Lord,  his  hand  I  own, 
He  doth  what  seems  hi: 
i  :>ort  my  sinking  spirit  up 

Under  this  heavy  load; 
It  is  the  Lord,  and  he  is  just, 

doth  whil  i,n  good 


310  EVANGELICAL    II YU 

5  It  is  on  thee  my  hope  is  stay'd- 

I  know  thou  art  my  God; 
It  is  the  Lord,  his  hand  I'll  bles£; 
He  doth  what  seems  him  good. 

6  Uphold  me,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 

And  cleanse  me  with  thy  blood; 
I  now  resign  my  all  to  thee, 
Since  all  things  work  for  good. 
421,      C.  M. 
The  child  is  not;  and  I,  whither  shall  I  go?^ 
Gen.  xxxvii.  30. 

1  Pin  HE  child  is  not,  sad  Reuben  cried-. 

JL     And  view'd  the  pit  below,* 
Snapp'd  is  the  stem  of  Israel's  pride: 
Ah!  whither  shall  I  go! 

2  The  child  is  not,  the  parent  sigh** 

With  deep  disorder'd  woe; 
Snapp'd  is  the  stem  of  earihly  joy.. 
Ah!  whither  shall  I  go? 

3  Go!  to  throne  of  grace  repair. 

Su-bmissive  bear  the  rod; 
Pour  out  your  swelling  griefs  in  pray* 
And  know  that  God  is  God! 

%  Afflicted  go  not  to  the  grave, 

With  Mary  there  to  weep; 
Content  that  He  who  came  to  save 

Protects  your  darling's  sleep. 
;j  Go  view  the  Lodge  of  guilty  mirth, 

What  millions  crowd  the  door! 
Your  cliild's  not  there,-  escap'd  from  earth, 

He^s  past  temptation's  power. 
*  Go  visit  sorrow's  darken'd  halls, 

Where  legions  groan  and  die* 


EYASGELieAL    &YXX5.  311 

Nor  weep  when  death  throws  down  the  walla, 
And  bids  the  mourner  fly. 

7  Go,  daily  trace  the  holy  leaves; 

There  the  sure  record  stands, 
That   Christ  of  victYy  death  bereaves, 
And  of  the  grave  her  bands. 

3  Go  soar  on  contemplation's  wing, 

Where  Eden  ever  blooms; 
With  seraphs  hail  the  conqu'ring  King', 
And  smile  on  transient  toml 

422.    C.  M.        Knight. 
Death  of  a  child.— 2  Sam.  xii.  22,  23. 

1  A   LAS!  how  chang'd  that  lovely  flow'r, 
jljL   Which  bloonf d  and  cheer'd  my  heafC 
Fair  fleeting  comfort  of  an  hour, 

How  soon  we're  caird  to  part! 

2  And  shall  my  bleeding  heart  arraign 

That  God,  whose  ways  are  love! 
Or  vainly  cherish  anxious  pain 
For  her  who  rests  above? 

;3  No! — let  me  rather  humbly  pay 
Obedience  to  his  will, 
And  with  my  inmost  spirit  say, 
The  Lord  is  righteous  still. 

4  From  adverse  blasts,  and  lowering  storms. 

Her  favour 'd  soul  he  bore, 
And  with  yon  bright,  angelic  forms, 
She  lives,  to  die  no  more. 

3  Why  should  I   v<;\  my  heart,  or  fa  v 

So  more  ski  'II  \  W\\,  me; 
My  soul  will  oi'iint  to  her  at  last, 
\nd  I   hrr  face  shall  see. 

8  Pr<  blessed  Lor.!,  to    ;h 

■    blips  fcbj  ne<  pie  pro 


.812  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Who  round   thy  glorious  throne  appear.. 
And  dwell  in  perfect  love. 

423.     C.  M.         Steele. 

On  the  death  of  a  child. 
2   PjnTIE  once  lov'd  form,  now  cold  and  dead,. 
-fl_     Each  mournful  thought  employs: 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  lied,, 
And  wither'd  all  her  joys. 
2  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 
And  lo!  stern  winter  flics; 
And,  drest  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom. 
The  flow'ry  tribes  arise. 
.3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time. 
When  what  we  now  deplore, 
Shall  ripe  in  full,  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 
4  Then  cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears;  . 
11 elision  points  on  high; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
Arid  joys  which  cannot  die. 

4*24.     L.  M;         Scott. 
On  the  Iosr>  of  friends. 

1  np.ITE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 

JL     Tlic  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  righteous  persons  fall  around — 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murm'ring  thought 

Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend; 
;   would  our  bieeding  hearts  forget 
TIT  Almighty  ever-living  friend. 

3  Parent  -and  husband,  guard  and  guide, 

■  art  each  tender  name  in  one; 
On  thee  we  cast  (n\v  every  care, 

rom  thee  alone. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  313 

4  Our  father  God,  to  thee  we  look, 

Our  rock,  our  portion,  and  our  friend, 
And  on  thy  covenant  love  and  troth 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 

425.    L.  aI.        Montgomery. 

The  living-  know.  S,c. — Eccl.  ix.  o. 

1  "S^THERE  are  the -dead?— In  heav'n  or  hetf 

▼  ▼      Their  disembodied  spirits  dwell; 
Their  perish 'd  forms  in  bonds  of  clay, 
Reserv'd  until  the  judgment  day. 

2  Who  are  the  dead? — The  sons  of  time, 
In  every  age,  and  state,  and  clirne; 
Kcnown'd,  dishonor'd  or  forgot, 

The  place  that  knew  them  knows  them  npi:. 

3  Where  are  the  living? — On  the  ground 
Where  pray'r  is  heard,  and  mercy  found? 
Where,  in  the  compass  of  a  span, 

The  mortal  makes  th'  immortal  man. 

4  Who  are  the  living? — They  whose  breath 
Draws  every  moment  nigh  to  death; 

Of  endless  bliss  or  woe  the  heirs: 
Oh,  what  an  awful  lot  is  theirs! 

5  Then,  timely  warnM,  let  us  begin 
To  follow  Christ  and  ilee  from  sin* 
Daily  grow  up  in   him  our  head, 
Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead. 

>.     L.  M.         Dwioi 
Death  not  the  end  of  <£vr  being-. — Ps.  Ixxxviii. 

10,  J  I,  12. 
1  (^JUVLL  man,  0  Cod  of  li  life, 

K'  in  the  grai 

:  £et  i  by  gl 
Thv  prom  dBjj 


814  EVANGELICAL    HV'i 

2  Shall  spring  the  faded  world  revive] 

Shall  waning;  moons  their  light  return*? 
Again  shall  setting  suns  ascend, 
And  the  lost  day  anew  be  borne! 
'"&  Shall  life  revisit  dying  worms. 

And  spread  the  joyful  insect's  wing*!- 
And  O,  shall  man  awake  no  more, 
To  see  thy  face,  thy  name  to  sing? 

4  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears: 
When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heav'n  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

5  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors, 

Unfold  to  make  his  children  way; 
They  shall  be   cloth'd  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 
Q  The  trump  shall  sound;  the  dust  awake; 

From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumberers  spring! 
Through  heav'n  with  joy  their  myriads  rise, 
And  hail  their  Saviour,  and  their  King. 
427.    C.  M.         H.  K.  White. 
RcsuiTCction. 
1   PinHRO'  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path, 
JL     Amid  the  deep'ning  gloom, 
Wc,  soldiers  of  an  injur'd   King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

£  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more. 
And  all  our  pow'rs  decay, 
Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 
.3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 
In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust, 
The  storms  of  life  sliall  beat." 


EVANGELICAL    HYMN'S.  315 

-I  These  ashes  poor,  this  little  dust^ 
-  r*s  care  shall  keep. 
Til!  zel  rise  and  break 

The  long  and  dreary  sleep, 
f?  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 
8  ..ill  shed  its  mildest   r 
And  the  long:  silent  dust  shall  burst 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 
«38.     C.  ML         Watts. 
■lasting"  absence  of  God  intole?':* : 
•?  fTllI  \T  awful  day  v.- ill  surtly  come, 
JL     Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste^ 
"When  I  most  stand  before  my  Ji; 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

D  level y  Chief  of  all  my  joys. 
Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart! 

3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
Twoiild  tear  my  soul  asunder.  L 
Wuh  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What  to  be  banishM  from  my   L: 

I  yet  forbid  to  die! 
To  linger  in  eternal  pai:, 
Yti  death  forever  ily! 

5  Oh  to  of  deep  dospfl 

And  fix  my  doleful  i.ere 

]  must  i 

■  I  throw    my  HUM  around, 

:  bang  upon  x\. j 
W  itl    Hi  I  gracious  smile  from  thae 
AI  >  ipirit  cannot  1 1 


310  EVANGELICAL    IIY  M 

7  Oil!   toll  me  t liat  my  worthless  name- 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands: 
Shew  me  some  promise,  in  thy  book. 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

8  Give  me  one  kind,' assuring  word, 

To  sink  my  fears  again* 
And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  three  score  years  and  ten. 

429.       8,  7,  4. 

Luke  xiii.  28. 

1  CJER  tlr  Eternal  Judge  descend ing — 
£3  View  him  seated  on  his  throne! 
Now,  poor  sinner,  now  lamenting, 

Stand  and  hear  the  awful  doom — 

Trumpets  call  thee! 
Stand  and  hear  thy  awful  doom.. 

2  Hear  the  cries  he  now  is  venting, 

Fill'd  with  dread  of  fiercer  pain: 
While  in  anguish  thus 'lamenting, 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again— -. 

Greatly  mourning, 
Thai  lie  ne'er  was   horn  again: 

3  "Yonder  sits  ray  Blighted  Saviour, 

With  the  marks  of  dying  love; 
Oh,  that  I  had   sought  his  favor, 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move — 

Golden  moments, 
When  I  felt  his  spirit  move/* 
•  ,  despiscrs,  look  and  wonder! 
Hope  and  sinners  here  must  part; 
Louder  than  a  peal   of  thunder, 

Hear  the  dreadful  sound,  "De;   i  '? 

Lost  forever! 
Hear  the  dreadful  sound',  "Depart**' 


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'318  I1VAXGELICAL    HYMNS. 

431.     8,  7,  4.         Newton 

Judgment. — Rev.  i.  7:  vi.  14. 

I  AY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders.1. 


D 


Hark!  the  trumpet's  awful  sound,. 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round! 

How  the  summons 
"Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound? 

2  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken; 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea: 
All  the  pow'rs  of  nature  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee: 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee] 

3  Horrors  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart. 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart! 
Thou,  with  Satan 
.    And  his  angels,  have  thy  part!" 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "Come  near,  ye  blessed., 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow: 

You,  forever, 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know/' 

5  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise: 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise: 

We  shall  triumph, 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze! 


EVAXGELICAL    HTM&S.  31U 

4:32..    L.  M.        Needham. 
The  books  opened- — Rev.  xx.  12. 

1  ]1  TETHIXKS  the  last  great  day  is  comg; 
JLtX   Methmks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 

And  wakes  the  pris'ners  under  ground. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 

Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command; 

Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust, 

And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  displayed, 

Big  with  the  important  fates  of  men; 
Each  deed   and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  heav'n's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  soul,  the  books  assign 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward; 
Sinners  In  rain  lament  and  pine — 
No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regards 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approved 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enrull'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love! 
433.     L.  M.         Prks.  Dayiis. 
The  wreck  of  nature. — Isa.  xxiv.   IS — 2(1 

1  TriTOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 
XX    Who  shakes  creation   with  his  nod! 
He  frowns — earth,  sea,  all   nature's  frame. 
Sink  in  one  universal  flame. 

2  Where  now,  O  where  shall  sinners  seek 
For  shelter  in  the  gen'ral  wreck! 

Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown? 
See  rocks,  like  snow,  dissolving  down. 

3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  the)  i 
Jn  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie; 


U20  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Tliere  on  the  flaming-  billows  tost. 
Forever — O,  forever  lost! 

4  Kut  saints,  undaunted  and  serene, 
With  calmness  view  the  dreadful  scene, 
Their  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire, 
And  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  fire. 

5  Jesus,  the  helpless  creature's  friend, 
To  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend; 
Thou  canst  preserve  my  fce,ble  soul, 
When  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole: 

434.     8,  7. 
Warning  to  sinners  in  view  of  the  last  JuJ^mri^ 

1  CJITsNEliS,  take  the  friendly  warning — 
£3  Soon  that  awful  day  shall  break, 
And  the  trumpet,  with  its  dawning. 

All  the  slumb'ring  millions  wake. 

2  See  assembled  every  nation! — 

Lofty  cities,  temples,  tow'rs. 
Wrapt  in  dreadful  conflagration, 
Earth  and  sea  the  flame  devours. 

3  Ye,  who  to  the  world  dissemble, 

While  you  practice  deeds  of  flight, 
Sinners,  now  behold  and  tremble; 
All  your  crimes  are  brought  to  Hg 

4  Lost  in  ease,  or  carnal  pleasure, 

Sporting  on  the  burning  brink: 
Now,  you  say,  you  have  no  leisure. 
•     You  can  find  no  time  to  think. 
9  Ye — who  now,  conviction  stifling, 

Waste  your  time — the  loss  deplore; 
Hear  the  angel — cease  your  trifling — 
"Time,"  he  cries,  "shall  be  no  more  '' 
8  Pause,  and  hear  the  voice  of  reason  — 
Catch  the  memento  as  t-hey  fly — 


EVA^CELICAL   HY3TKS.  321 

You  who  lose  the  present  season, 
You  must  all  find  time  to  die. 

435.    C.  M.         Grenade, 

Judgment. 

I     A  RISE  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair, 

XjL  Behold  thy  light  is  come! 

The  glorious  conqu'ring  King  is  near; 
To  take  his  exiles  home.  . 

The  trumpet,  thund'ring  throcgh  the  sky- 
Shakes  every  land  and  sea; 

The  day  of  wonders  now  is  come, 
The  great  illustrious  day. 

-2  Ye  heralds,  blow  jour  trumps  aloud, 

Throughout  the  earth  and  sky; 
Go,  spread  the  news  from  pole  to  poie, 

Behold!  the  Judge  is  nigh. 
Blow  out  the  sun,  burn  up  the  earth, 

Consume  the  rolling  flood; 
Cause  all  the  stars  to  disappear, 

And  turn  the  moon  to  blood. 

3  Arise,  ye  nations  under  ground, 

Before  the  Judge  appear; 
Let  every  tribe  and  people  come, 

Their  final  doom  to  hear. 
King  Jesus  on  his  dazzling  throne, 

The  heav'nly  hosts  around, 
Th'  arch-angel,  with  his  silver  trump, 

Echoes  an  awful  sound. 

4  The  glorious  news  of^gospel  grace, 

Tg  sinners  now  is  o%er: 
The  trumps  in  Zion  now  are  still, 

And  to  be  heard  no  more: 
The  watchmen  all  have  left  their  iralb, 

Afid  with  their  ilocks  above, 


322  EVANGELICAL    IIVM.V? 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  they  sing-. 
And  shout  redeeming  love. 

436.    L.  M.        Tapp.vx. 

"  Weep  not:'' 

1  "'OTEEP  not,  when  sad  distress  is  nigh, 

▼  V     When  bliss  and  transient  pleasures  flj*; 
When  earthly  blessings  droop  and  fade, 
When  all  is  wrapt  in  sorrow's  shade. 

2  Weep  not,  when  death  with  cruel  dart, 
Pierces  some  idol  of  the  heart; 

When  hallowed  friendship  decks  the  bier, 
When  tender  love  would  claim  the  tear. 

3  Weep  not,  for  as  the  morning  cloud, 
Doth  nature's  radiant  smiles  enshroud; 
But  scatters  soon; — these  gloomy  woeSj 
Shall  flee,  and  all  be  cairn  repose. 

4  Weep  not,  for  as  the  floweret  fair, 

Is  crush'd  with  winter's  blighting  air; 
Press'd  rudely  down,  it  droops  its  head. 
And  all  its  varied  hues  are  fled: 

5  With  opening  spring,  its  bloom  revives; 
Again,  the  beauteous  floweret  lives; 
Thus,  when  life's  wintry  storms  are  o'er, 
The  friend  revives,  to  die  no  more. 

437.    C.  M.        Brown. 
fiML— Is*  xxx.  33.  Mark  ix.  43,  44. 

1  TjlAR  from  the  utmost  verge  of  day 
_T     Those  gloomy  regions  lie, 
Where  flames  amid  the  darkness  play — 

The  worm  shall  never  die.  .    » 

2  The  breath  of  God — his  angry  breath 

Supplies  and  fans  the  fire; 
There  sinners  taste  the  second  death* 
And  would — but  can't  ex  Dire. 


EVANGELICAL    IIYJIXS.  823 

8  Conscience,  the  never-dying  worm, 
With  torture  gnaws  the  heart: 
And  woe  and  wrath,  in  every*  form. 
Is  now  the  sinner's  part. 
4  Sad  world  indeed!  ah,  who  can  bear 
Forever  there  to  dwell? 
Forever  sinking  in  despair 
In  all  the  pains  of  hell! 

488.    L.  M.        J.  SfewARD. 
Sin  and  misery  connected. 

1  g^iOD  from  his  throne  with  piercing'  eye%. 
\Ji'  Naked  does  every  heart  behold; 

But  never,  till  we  come  to  die, 
Will  he  to  us  the  view  unfold. 

2  Should  sin,  in  naked  form  appear, 

Just  as  it  rises  in  t lie  heart, 
And  others  know  and  see  it  there, 
In  every  feeling,  every  thought: 

3  The  fire  of  hell  must  kindle  soon; 

How  envy  and  revenge  would  flame! 
One  heart  would  urge  another  on, 

Till  rage  and  vengeance  want  a  name! 

4  Sin  in  its  nature  would  appear 

A  living  death,  to  form  a  hell; 
The  worst  of  mis'rifts  creatures  fear, 

The  worst  of  plagues  the  tongue  can  telL 

5  Unveii'd  and  naked  every  heart 

Before  the  judgment  scat  must  stand; 
Sin  act  no  more ka  double  part, 

But  meet  a  death  from  its  own  hand. 

G  The  fiery  lake  must  hotter  grow, 
From  the  fierce  clash  of  sinful  soi 
Each  bosom,  like   a  furn  u 

atrol 


'  32  i  EVANGELICAL    J£Y3L\*. 

PART  II.     L.  M,        J.  Steward 

Sin  and  misery  connected. 

1  A  H!  wretched  souls  are  they,  who  hear, 
J\.  With  scorn,  the  sound  of  gospel  grace. 
For  sorrow  walks  along  with  sin, 

Although  they  keep  not  equal  pace. 

2  How  blindly  sinners  grasp  their  chains, 

And  yet  of  freedom  vainly  boast; 
They  look  for  happiness  and  peace; 
Nor  think  by  sin  their  peace  is  lost. 
<3  Approaching  vice  is  deck'd  in  charms, 
And  smiles  with  promises  of  gain; 
No  sooner  past — its  joys  are  fled, 

And  all  its  pleasures  chang'd  to  pain. 
4  Sinners  may  for  a  time  rejoice — 

Till  storms  of  threaten'd  wrath  arisen 
Till  justice  grasp  th'  avenging  sword; 
And  then  the  wretch,  the  sinner  dies. 
489.     L.  M.        Cleland. 
The  lost  sinners  lamentation. 
1  TTARK!  hark!  my  soul,  what's  this  I  hear? 
JlTL  What  doleful  cries  assail  mine  ear! 
What  lamentations  from  below, 
The  place  to  which  the  damned  go? 
12  'Tis  the  lost  sinner  in  his  chains, 

Ingulf  M  in  woe,  and  rack'd  witn  pains, 
Phing'd  in  a  sulph'rous  lake  of  tire, 
Press'd  down  beneath   JeNuovah's  ire. 

3  He  says,  "I'm  gone,  forever  gone; 
My  wretched  soul  is  now  undone; 
I'm  full  of  hell,  and  devils  are 
Tormenting  me  with  keci.  despair. 

4  My  precious  time  was  thrown  away. 
For  pleasures  lasting  but  a  day; 


EVAXGELJCAL    HY&fe.  325 

But  now,  alas!  what  do  I  gain) 
A  harvest  of  eternal  pain. 

5  Ah!  wretched  choice  that  I  have  made? 
A  Saviour's  calls  I  often  had; 

But  I  despis'd  his  offer'd  grace, 
And  sunk  to  ruin  by  delays. 

6  Tn  sorrow  I  have  now  lain  down, 
Beneath  Jehovah's  awful  frown: 
His  weighty  vengeance,  ah!  I  feel, 
And  with  infernal  spirits  dwell. 

7  The  gnawing  worm  has  now  begun, 
'Midst  dismal  flames  that  ever  burn; 
And  I,  alas!   must  always  feel 

Its  rage,  which  nothing  e'er  c?..:-.  quell. 

8  Farewell,  farewell  tu  jo] 
My  torturVl  soul  can  hav 

Farewell,  ye  heav'ns,  w]  igels  dwell? 

Here  I  must  feel  eternal 

9  The  joyful  sound  of  gospel  gr.ice 
Can  never  reach  this  doleful  place; 
The  calls  of  mercy  now  are  o'er; 
Pm  gonel  Fm  go, id  forevermore!" 

10  Come  then,  poor  sinners,  warning  take', 
Before  you   reach  the  burning  lake: 
Repent,  before  it  be  too  late. 

Or  you  must  share  this  dreadful  fate. 
410.       ?g. 
Heaven. — John  xiv.  2. 
1    XTTGH   in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
lTl_   Dwell  the  raptur'd  saints  above-, 
Far  beyond  <-ur  ft  eble  sight, 
Happy  in  Immanuel's  love. 
Pilgrims  in  t    is  vale  of  tears, 
Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 


3'2G  EVANGELICAL    ItY'I 

Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fear1-, 

Tort'ring  pain  and  heavy  woe. 
-3  Oft  the  big:,  unbidden  tear, 

Stealing  down  the  furrow'd  ch- 
Told,  in  eloquence  sincere, 

Talcs  of  woe  they  could  not  spcali 
But,  these  days  of  weeping  o'er, 

Past  this  scene  of  toil  and  pain, 
They  shall  feel  distress  no  more, 

Never — never  weep  again! 
i>  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above. 
Hark — their  songs  melodious  rise, 

Hongs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love! 
Happy  spirits!   ye  are  fled, 

Where  no  a;rief  can  entrance  find. 
Lnll'd  to  rest  the  aching  head, 

■  Scoth'd  the  angish  of  the  rnicd! 

4  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturVd  repese — 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene — 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows! 
Everjr  tear  is  wip'd  away, 

Highs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breasi. 
Kight  is  lost  in  endless  day  — 

Sorrow — in  eternal  rest! 

441.     L.  3St        Tappan. 

Celestial  low1. 

]   Fin  HE  ransom'd  spirit  to  her  home, 
JL     The  clime  of  cloudless  beauty,  flies; 
No  more  on  stormy  seas  to  roam, 

She  hails  her  haven  in  the  skies: 
But  i  heav'nly  fields, 

cloudless  clime  no  pleasure  yields. 


rVAN'JELIl  AL    BfURb  327 

^There  is  no  bliss  in  bow'rs  above. 
If  thou  art  absent,  II  wl*  I  <  ve'. 

nib  near  the  viewless  throne, 

Haih  smote  the  harp  with  trembling  fa  I 
And  One  with  incense-fire  hath  flown, 

To  touch  with  dame  the  ange-i  band: 
But  tuneless  is  the  quiv'rinjr  it. 
Xo  melody  can  Gabriel  brL-  r. 
Mute  are  its  arches,  when  above 
T-he  harps  of  heav'n  wake  not  to  I 
rtb,  sea.  and  sky,  one  lan<rua.; 

In  barmoiry  that  sooths  the  sonl; 
"Tis  heard  when  scarce  the  zephyrs  wake. 

And  when  on  thunders  thunders  roll. 
I  voice  is  Lexird  -and  tumults  cease. 
It  whispers  to  the   bosom  peace: 
O,  speak,  inspire!  from  above, 
And  cheer  our  :lestial  Love2 

44-?.    e  K. 

I 
1  OWEET  g-lories  rush  upon  n 
^  And  charm  my  wond'nng  ey« 
bfl  regions  of  immortal  light, 
e  beauties  of  the  sk  • 
<i  All  hail!   ye  fair  celestial  si. 
nds  of  eixLlcss 
Swift  on  my  view  your  prospect  p 
.  drives  my  griefs  away. 
3  There's  a  dc  m — 

iHir  darkness  too— 
ill  withdrawn. 
>rt  is  the  passage —  ^»ace 

Between  my  humc  and  . 


328  EVANGELICAL    BTHKSF. 

There!  there  behold  the  radiant  place^ 
How  near  the  mansions  be! 
£  Immortal  wonders!  boundless  things, 
In  those  dear  worlds  appear! 
Prepare  me,  Lord,  to  stretch  my  wings-, 
And  in  those  glories  share. 
443.      C.  M. 
Heaven. 
1  TTEAV'N  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease,. 
Jl-M-  Where  toils  and  tears  are  o'er; 
The  sunny  clime  of  rest  and  peace, 
Where  cares  distract  no  more. 

3  Keav'n  is  the  home  where  spirits  dwells 
Who  wander'd  here  awhile, 
And,  "seeing  things  invisible," 
Departed  with  a  smile. 

3  Heav'n  is  the  place  where  Jesus  live* 

To  plead  his  dying  blood, 
While  to  his  pray'rs  the  Father  give^ 
An  unknown  multitude. 

4  Heav'n  is  the  temple  whitheT  pray'r, 

From  saints  on  earth  ascends; 
The  dwelling  of  the  Spirit,  whence 
His  influence  descends. 

5  Heav'n  is  the  dwelling  place*  of  joy, 

The  home  of  light  and  love, 
Where  faith  and  hope  ia  rapture  die,—- 
There's  perfect  bliss  above, 
444:      L.  M. 
The  world  we  have  not  seen, 
1  PlTHRRE  is  a  world  we  have  not  seen> 
_I_     That  time  shall  never  dare  destroy^ 
Where  mortal  footsteps  hath  not  been, 
Nor  ear  has  caught  its  sounds  of  joy 


EVANGELICAL    UtWN&k  329 

2  There  is  a  region  lovelier  far 

Than  sages  tell  or  poets  sing-, 
Brighter  than  summer's  beauties  are, 
And  softer  than  the  tints  of  spring, 

3  There  is  a  world,  and  O,  how  blest! 

Fairer  than  prophets  ever  told; 
And  never  did  an  angel  guest 
One  half  its  blessedness  unfold! 

4  It  is  all  holy  and  serene,. 

The  land  of  glory  and  repose; 
And  there,  to  dim  the  radiant  scene. 
The  tear  of  sorrow  never  llows. 

5  It  is  not  fannM  by  summer  gale, 

'Tis  not  refreshed  by  vernal  show'rs; 
It  never  needs  the  moon-beam  pale. 
For  there  are  known  no  evening  hours. 
Q  Xo!  for  this  world  is  ever  bright, 
With  a  pure  radiauce  all  its  own; 
The  streams  of  uncreated  light 

Flow  round  it  from  th'  eternal  throne. 
7  There,  forms  that  mortals  may  not  see,. 
Too  glorious  for  the  eye  to  trace, 
And  clad  in  peerless  majesty, 
Move  with  unutterable  grace. 
3  In  vain  the  philosophic  eye 

May  seek  to  view  the  fair  abode, 
Or  find  it  in  the  curtain'd  sky: — 
It  is  the  dwelling-place  of  God. 
A 16.     L.  M.         Sti:kle. 
Reflection  on  life  and  eternity. — Is.  lvii.   16*. 
1    "MATERNITY!   tremendous  sound! 
.■  a   To  prtnlty  souls  a  dreadful  wound!. 
But  O,  if  Christ  and  heav'n  be  mine,. 
How  sweet  the  accents/  how  divinet 


T,  •    I 

:.ly  care, 

'i  — 
Lood, 
I'd  and  peace  with  I ! 

vain; 
1  ..'  oobfl 

My  fears,  ( 
'  love. 

inv  inmost  heart, 
pe,  and  joy  impart; 

me  free, 
• 
L    M.        IUdut. 

Eta        / — Jer.  x. 

1  "pTFRM TV!  stupendous  the- 

_i_-i  Compar'd  tbeiewJUl  our  life's  a  dream: 
Mind! 
I  all  on  thoughts  are  drov 

2  Yes,  rin  eternity  there- 

(If  dreadful  woe,  or  joyful  bliss; 

•  1 1!  1  s  its  round, 
We  to  etermt)  are  bow 

3  What  counties*  millions  of  mankind 

ire  left  this  dee 

gone,  but  where?  ah!  stop  and  see — 

.     ."  ' 
—  hither  wilt 

Or  licw  :.  .iity! 

hee. 

J  a  drea  : 


In  I 

-       -res: 
God  and  eter:  ors. 

417.     P.  M.         Xrwrox. 

—  !  ;.!.  iv.   19 
1   T"|'H.VT  contradictions  meet 
f  t      Id  Banisters1  env\ 
It  is  a  I  I — 

I   rrow  full  of 
her  post  affords  a  place 
iiial  honor  or  disgrace." 
o  ran  describe  the  pain 
- 
'  in'd  to  preach  in  \s. 

To  hear:  i  steel! 

feftt, 
When  stubborn  hearts  begin  to  melt.' 
.  T  's  dyincr  love. 

The  soul's  amazip<r  ^vorth. 

And  draw  their  bo  v. 
tirvfi  — • 
Till  C  Lrl-t  be  formed  in  m 

4  If  some  small  nope  appear, 

ai; 
B   t  with  i  ■•■.. 
lhc 
Too 

it  -   ids  are  gi\ 

id, 

..AC. 

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332  EVANGELICAL    IZITHNS. 

No  harvest  joy  can  equal  theirs, 
To  find  the  fruit  of  all  their  cares. 
449.      L.  M. 
Ordination  of  a  Minister* — Luke  xxi.   lo. 

1  TESUS,  with  trtitn  and  power  divine, 
QJ    Send  forth  this  messenger  of  thine; 
His  hands  confirm,  his  heart  inspire, 
And  touch  his  lips  with  hallow 'd  fire. 

2  Be  thou  his  mouth  and  wisdom,.  Lord; 
Thou,  by  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 
The  rocky  hearts  in  pieces  break, 
And  bid  the  son  of  thunder  speak. 

3  To  those  who  would  the  Lord  embrace, 
Give  him  to  preach  the  word  of  grace; 
Sweetly  their  yielding  bosoms  move, 
And  melt  them  with  the  fire  of  love. 

4  Let  all  with  thankful  hearts  confess^ 
The  welcome  messenger  of  peace; 
Thy  pow'r  in  his  report  be  found, 
And  let  thy  feet  behind  him  sound. 

449.      7s.         Hammond. 
After  the  Charsre. — Prov.  xi.  30. 

1  XfcTOULD  you  win  a  soul  to  God? 

?T     Tell  him  of  a  Saviour's  blood; 
Say,  how  Jesus'  bowels  move; 
Tell  him  of  redeeming  love. 

2  Tell  him  how  the  streams  did  glide 
From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side; 
How  his  head  with  thorns  was  crown*dv 
And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drown'd. 

3  Tell  him  how  he  suffered  death — 
Freely  yielded  up  his  breath, 
Died,  and  rose  to  intercede, 

A*  our  advocate  and  hea^j 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  333 

5  Tell  Lim  it  was  sov'reign  grace 
Wrought  on  you  to  seek  bis  face — 
Made  you  choose  the  better  part — 
Brought  salvation  to  your  heart. 

5  Tell  him  of  that  liberty, 

Wherewith  Jesus  makes  tis  free; 
Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiv'n — 
Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heav'n. 

450.  S.  ML  Yoke. 
Address  to  ^Missionaries. 

1  ~V7"E  messengers  of  Christ, 

i     His  sovereign  will  obey; 
Arise  and  follow  where  he  leads. 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  master  whom  you  serve, 

Will  needful  strength  bestow;. 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  I\Iouatains  shall  sink  to  plains, 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose; 
The  cause  is  God's,  and  must  prevail. 
In  spite  of  ail  his  i^es. 

4  Go  spread  a  Saviour's  fame, 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace 
To  the  most  guilty  and  deprav'd 
Of  Adam's  nurn'rous  race. 

5  We  wish  you  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success; 
Assur'd  that  he  who  sends  you  forth,. 
Will  your  endeavours  bless. 

451.  L.  M.        Gibbons. 

The  rniaister's  wish  for  his  people. — Phil.  iv.   1. 
1    I  IV   brethren,  from  my  heart  beluv\l. 
-LtJL  Whose  welfare  fills  my  daily  cai 


334  EVANGELICAL   IIY5IN3. 

My  present  joy,  my  future  crown, 
The  word  of  exhortation  hear: 

2  Stand  fast  upon  the  solid  rock 

Of  the  Redeemer's  righteousness; 
Adorn  the  gospel  with  your  lives, 
And  practice  what  your  lips  profess. 

3  With  pleasure  meditate  the  hour, 

When  he,  descending  from  the  skies, 
Shall  hid  your  bodies,  mean  ana  vile, 
In  his  ail-glorious  image  rise, 

4  Glory  in  his  dear  honour'd  name, 

To  him  inviolably  cleave; 
Your  all  he  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 
Nor  let  him  less  than  all  receive. 

5  Such  is  your  pastor's  faithful  charge, 

\\  hose  soui  desires  not  yours,  but  you; 
Oh  may  he  at  the  Lord's  right  hand, 
Himself  and  ail  his  peopfe  view! 
452.      L.  IvI. 
People's  prayer  Jar  their  minister. 
1  "^S7"-*  tH  heav'nly  pow'r,  O  Lord,  defend 
f  ▼     ??im  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend; 
His  person  oiess,  his  soul  secure, 
And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 
2.  Gird  him  with  all-sufficient  grace; 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace: 
Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfil, 
And  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 

3  Befarte  him  thy  protection  send, 
-Oh  love  him,  save  him  to  the  end; 

Nor  let  him,  as  thy  pilgrim,  rove 
Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 

4  Enlarge,  inflame,  ar.d  fill  his  heart: 
In  him  thv  mi 


EVANGELICAL    lirMXS,  335 

Thai  thousands  yet  unborn  may  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 
45:3.     8.  M.         Clark. 
Jlinistcr  going  a  jour.iey 
\  OIVCE  we  are  cali'd  to  part 
^5  From  our  beloved  friend, 
We  take  our  leave  as  one  in  heai 
And  him  to  God  commend.. 

2  Go  with  thy  servant,  Lord; 

His  every  step  attend; 
All  needful  help  to  him  afford, 
And  bless  him  to  the  end. 

3  May  he  proclaim  aloud 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
And  do  thou  to  the  list'ning  crowd 
His  faithful  labours  bless. 

4  Shine  on  his  work  below, 

With  ever  gracious  beams; 
Till  thou  in  heav'n  his  crown  bestow. 
Adorn'd  with  brighter  gems. 

5  We  for  his  journey  pray, 

Nor  may  our  prayers  cease, 
That  God  would  bless  him  in  his  way 
And  bring  him  back  in  peace. 

6  Farewell,  dear  pastor,  go — 

We  part  with  thee  in  love; 
And  if  we  meet  no  more  below. 
Oh  may  we  meet  above! 
454.      L.  31. 
Pilgrim 's  farewell. 
1    1 ,1 A  R  ft  WELL,  my  loving  friend 
JL      I  have  no  home  nor  stay  with 
I'll  take  my  stair  and  travel  on, 
'Till  I  a  b  rid  c?.u  ?ie 


336  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

CHORUS. 

Farewell \  farewell ,  farewell,  my  loving  friends, 
farewell! 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  Tolls  along, 

Nor  waits  for  mortal  care  or  bliss; 
I  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 
Farewell,  6,-c. 

3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

To  you  I'm  bound  by  cords  of  love; 
But  we  believe  his  heav'nly  word, 
We  all,  ere  long,  shall  meet  above. 
Farewell,  &c. 
^Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 

You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heav'n^ 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross, 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n. 
Farewell,  &c. 
3  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
Sore  conflicts  yet  remain  for  you; 
Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heav'nly  road, 
Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 
Farewell,  <$c 
6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too; 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here — 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you, 
O!  turn,  and  find  salvation  near! 
O!  turn,  6,-c. 

455.    L.  M.        Hart. 

Dismission. 
I  T\ISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord.. 
_Lr    Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word: 
All  that  we've  done  amiss  forgive. 
\r.'l  let  thy  truth  within  us  live 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS.  332 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  fetterd  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

450.      a  M. 
Dismission. 

1  ^~\>XE  more,  before  we  part, 
\J  Great  God,  attend  our  pray'r;; 
And  seal  the  gospel  on  the  heart. 

Of  every  person  here. 

2  And  if  we  meet  no  more, 

On  Ziou's  holy  ground. 
Oh  may  we  reach  that  blissful  shore. 
To  which  thy  saints  are  bound. 

457.     L.  31.         Bi>.  Ken. 

A  morning  hymn. 

1  A  WAKE  my  soul!   and  with  the  sua 
Jt\.   Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run; 
Shake  oil*  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 

To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew, 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will 
A iid  with  thyself  in)  spirit  fill. 

3  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  1  di  iy; 

That  all  my  pow'rs,  with  all  my  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  m; 

4  All  praise  to  I 

:     asl  refr<  ih'd  :..«  I      spt: 

I 


338  L'VANontrcAL  iiYMxg. 

438.        8,  7. 

To-mnrrcw. 

1  T>OAST  not  thyself  of  days  to  come, 
_*3   Nor  cherish  present  sorrow; 
Know  thou  art  hastening  to  the  tomb, 

And  thine  is  not  to-morrow. 

2  The  present  day  thy  Maker  give*, 

Not  future  cares  to  borrow; — 
Know  God  is  good,  and  ever  lives; 
To  him  belongs  to-morrcw. 

3  Kindred  and  friends  around  thee  die, 

Rank  after  rank  they  follow! 
Thy  moments  too,  how  quick  they  flyl 
Thou  may'st  begone  to-morrow! 

4  Vain  are  the  projects  mortals  form. 

With  toil  their  brows  they  furrow; 
Unlcok'd.  for  comes  a  ruthless  storm, 
And  blights  their  promis'd  morrow. 

5  Life  passes  like  a  tale  that's  told, 

And  days  fly  like  an  arrow; 
Whatever  of  earthly  good  we  hold 

May  all  take  wing  to-morrow! 
C  But  though  man  dies  and  turns  to  dust. 

For  this  why  should  we  sorrow! 
God  will  restore  to  life  the  just, 

And  give  a  blissful  morrow. 

459.     C.  %        Tappa.v. 
O  thou  that  plead'st 

1  |^|  THOU  that  plead'st  with  pitying  love 

H^r   How  large  that  love,  and  free; 
When  sad  and  wounded  here,  Ave  prove 
A  rest  alone  in  thee. 

2  Poor  wand'rers,  tried  and  'reft  of  ail. 

To  sin  and  bondage  sold. 


EVANGELICAL    HYM3S.  33? 

We  strive,  till  freed  from  Satan's  thrall. 
We're  brought  to  Jesus'  fold. 

3  With  fervour  at  the  sinner's  heart. 

Thou  plead'st  to  enter  in, 
And  there  the  kindly  balm  impart. 
That  heals  the  wounds  of  sin. 

4  "Open  my  sister  to  thy  spouse, 

My  love  is  ever  true; 
3Iy  head  with  nightly  dropping"  flows, 
Jly  locks  are  wet  with  dcw.v 

5  Who  shall  not,  Lord,  with  love  adore. 

When  thus  Jehovah  pleads! 
What  bosom  close  the  stubborn  door. 
When  Jesus  intercedes? 

(3  Enter  this  heart,  my  "Saviour.  God, 
Subdue  this  flinty  breast; 

d  thy  renewing  grace  abroad. 
And  oe  my  constant  guest. 

1  •:■>».     C.  If.         Watts. 
Adconta^es  of  early  piety . 

1  XJ"  VPPY  the  child  whose  early  yc: 
JLA   Receive  instruction  well; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  : 

The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 
r  youth  devoted  to  the  Lord, 
Is  pleasing  in  his  eyes; 
A  flow'r,  when  offer'd  in  the  bed. 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

2  5Tis  easier  work  if  we  begin 

i  o  fear  the  Lord  fcx 
W  hile  sinners,  who  grow  old  in 
Are  harden'd  in  their  c:. 

:.-i  a  thousand  si; 
To  mind  religion  young. 


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340  rV ANGELICAL    I1Y3IXS. 

With  joy  it  crowns  succeeding  year--. 

And  makes  our  virtue  strong-. 
5  Oh  may  the  work  of  pray'r  and  praise 

Employ  our  daily  breath! 
Thus  we're  prepar'd  for  future  days, — - 

Or  lit  for  early  death. 

461.         5,  G. 

Good  neics  to  sinners. 
OME,  sinners,  attend, 
And  make  no  delay; 
Good  news  from  a  friend , 

I  bring  you  to-day; 
Glad  news  of  salvation. 

Come  now  and  receive; 
There's  no  condemnation 
To  them  that  believe. 
2  I  AM 'THAT  I  AM 
Hath  sent  me  to  you; 
Glad  news  to  proclaim. 
Your  sins  to  subdue; 
To  you,  O  distressed, 

Afflicted,  forlorn, 
Whose  sii.s  are  increased. 
And  cannot  be  borne. 
'.]  But  still  if  you  cry, 

Oh,  what  is  his  name? 
You  have  the  reply, 

I  AM  THAT  I  AM: 
Though  blind,  lame,  and  feeble. 

And  helpless  you  lie, 
He's  willing  and   able 
Your  wants  to  supply. 
I  Then  only  believe, 

And  trust  in  his  name; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  341 

He  will  not  deceive, 

Nor  put  you  to  she  I 
But  fully  supply  you 

W  ith  all  thing's  in  store; 
Nor  will  he  deny  you 

Because  you  are  poor. 

462.     L.  P.  M.         Raftles 

Prayer  of  a  penitent, 
I  T^  VTHER  of  mercies,  God  of  love! 
-T     Oh  hear  an  humble  suppliant's  cry. 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

Thy  throne  of  g-lorious  majesty: 
Oh,  deign  to  listen  to  my  voice, 
And  bid  this  drooping  heart  rejoice. 
*2  I  urge  no  merits  of  my  own, 

For  I,  alas!   am  all  that's  vile; 
No — when  I  bow  before  thy  throne, 
Dare  to  converse  with  God  avviiile. 
Thy  name,  blest  Jesus,  is  my  plea, 
That  dearest,  sweetest  name  t 
-3  Within  this  heart  of  mine,  I  feel 

The  weight  of  sin's  oppressive  load: 
Oh,  help!  or  else  I  siuk  to  hell, 

Crush'd  by  thine  arm,  avenging  (• 
Entomb'd  within  that  dread  a 
And  exil'd  from  the  realms  of  bl, 
4  But  ah!   the  thought  alone  is  hell — 
That  prospect  drives  me  to  despair. 
For  who  can  'mid  those  horrors  dwell? 

Or  who  those  dreadful  torments  bear' 
Where  not  a  ray  of  hope  app» 

in  cheers! 

*>  Yet,  mighty  God!   thy  powVful  ar 

m  that  dread  a' 


342 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS. 


Can  shield  me  from  th'  impending  harm, 

And  ease  me  of  my  heavy  load: 
One  pard?aing  word  can  make  me  wbolo^ 
And  soothe  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 
-i  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 

7'hen  hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry. 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty: 
Oh!  listen  to  a  sufferers  voice, 
Then  shall  this  bleeding  heart  rejoice* 
463.    C.  M.        B. 
The  penitent. — I  uke  vii.  36r50. 

1  Jk  S  once  the  3avi<  ur  took  his  seat — 
-/'jel   Attracted  by  his  fame, 

And  lowly  h ending  at  his  feety 
An  humble  suppliant  came. 

2  Asham'd  to  lift  her  streaming  eyes 

His  holy  glance  to  meet, 
She  pourM  her  costly  sacrifice 
Upon  the  Saviour's  feet. 

3  Oppress'd  with  sin  and  sorrow's  weight, 

Vnd  sinking  in  despair, 
With  tears  she  wash'd  his  sacred  feet. 
And  wip'd  them  with  her  hair. 

4  "Depart  m  peace,"  the  Saviour  said, 

"Thy  sins  are  all  fergiv'w!" 
The  trembling  sinner  raised  her  head, 
In  peaceful  hope  of  heav'n. 

464.     7s.         J.  Taylor. 
Penitential. 
1  g~^\  OD  of  mercy!   God  of  love! 
xJ8T  Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs'; 
Listen  to  thy  suppliant  race, 

Thou  to  whom  all  grace  belongs. 


EVANGELICAL   H7H5&.  313 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

tod — time  mispent; 
Hes  y  worldly  cares,' — 

the  blessings  lent; — 

3  Foolish  fears  a,;d  fond  desires, 

Vai  fojf  things  as  vain"; 

Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  prn.ise, — 

Oft  to  murmur  and  complain; — 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fauLt, 

FilPd  with  grief  and  shame,  we  owns 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  wc  bow, 
Seeking  pardon  fin  rone^ 

~j  God  of  mercy!   God  of  grace! 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs; 
Oh  restore  thy  suppliant  i 
Thou  to  whom  all  grace 
465.     L.  31.         Si 

The  *Ucrcy-seaf. 
1    |VlROM  erery  stormy  wind  that  bloi 
J_      Fr:j"i  every  swelling  tide  of  . 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat, 
'  lis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 
'2  These  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sbeds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 
A  place  than  aii  besides  more  sweet*— 
Tt  is  the  biood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  Ti.<  ene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  witli 

ler'd  far — by  faith  t!. 
Around  o  on  mercj  -scat. 

4  \!,:  See  for  aid 

"  i  — 

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3J4  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

5  Tliere!  there,  on  eagle-wing,  we  soar, 
•And  sin  and  sense  seem  all  no  more; 
And  Jieav'n  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

C  Uh  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still, 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  the  mercy-seat! 
466.        L.  M. 
The  Convert. 

1  I^XCE  in  this  world  I  wander'd  forth. 
V^  ]Sot  knowing  what  my  soul  was  worth; 
]>ut  new  I  find  it  is  worth  more 

Than  all  this  world  laid  up  in  store. 

2  I  wander'd  long,  and  far  from  God, 
Down  in  destruction's  beaten  road; 

I  scorn'd  his  grace — his  pow'r  defied, 
And  slighted  Jesus  crucified. 

3  With  tend'rest  voice  he  bade  me  flee 
The  paths  of  sin  and  misery; 

But  1  ran  on  in  error's  maze, 

Nor  sought  his  face,  nor  lov'd  his  ways, 

4  To  nothing  fix'd — each  object  chang'd,— 
In  search  of  fancied  good  I  rang'd; 
The  paths  of  disappointment  trod, 

Still  wand 'ring  farther  on  from  God. 

5  The  Holy  Ghost,  with  pow'r  divine, 
Convinc'd  this  guilty  soul  of  mine; 

And  conscience  threw  her  darts  around — 
The  poison  rankled  in  each  wound. 

6  Despair  and  death  my  heart  assail'd, 
And  all  my  hopes  of  comfort  fail'd; 
O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt,  and  shame,  and  grief* 
To  God  I  cried  to  send  relief. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  345 

7  My  streaming  eyes  to  heav'n  were  rear'd, 
And  mercy's  radiant  form  appeared; 

She  whisper  d  peace  and  hope  within, 
Bade  sorrows  cease — and  joys  begin. 

8  She  took  my  load  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn'd  my  darkness  into  day; 
She  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  gave  me  happiness  and  heav'n. 

467.       8,  7. 

The  yoiing-  Convert. 

1  T¥THE\  I  was  young — of  tender  yearn, 

TT      The  Saviour  did  invite  me: 
My  heart  was  fill'd  with  many  fears, 

But  ^atan  did  entice  me. 
He  told  me  that  I  was  too  young 

To  leave  my  worldly  pleasure — 
He  bade  me  seek  the  youthful  throng. 

And  fear  God  at  my  leisure. 

2  At  length  the  Spirit  came  one  day, 

With  a  convincing  power; 
I  saw  the  danger  of  my  way, 

And  trembled  every  hoof. 
Then  I  was  Brought,  in  deep  distn 

To  cry,  "Lord  Jesus,  save  me — 
On  me  bestow  thy  pard'ning  grace, 

That  I  may  ever  praise  t) 

3  The  Saviour  heard  my  mournful  cry^ 

It  mov'd  his  kind   compassion; 
He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

\n<l  pardoned  my  transgression. 
My  i  '  h  d  in  tenderness — 

My  month  vras  fill'd  with  praises — 
My  I  Id  not  my  joy  < 

All  glory  to  nu  Ji 


346  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

4  ^ince  I  have  learn 'd  the  Saviour's  ways., 

My  soul  has  been  delighted; 
And  wonder  why,  in  blooming  days, 

By  youth  he  should  be  slighted. 
The  worth  of  their  immortal  souls 

Could  they  but  once  discover, 
They  would  not,  for  ten  thousand  world#, 

Reject  their  only  Saviour. 

5  Oh  come,  young  friends,  your  ways  forsake 

And  qo  with  me  to  glory; 
We'll  sweetly  sing — we'll  there  relate 

Redemption's  pleasing  story. 
Leave  all  your  sports  and  glitt'ring  toys. 

For  happiness  eternal; 
Or  bid  adieu  to  heav'nly  joys — 

To  Christ  and  glory — farewell, 

463.     C.  P.  M.         Brown. 
"True  Convert.— 2  Cor.  v.  17. 

1  TT¥TIIEN  with  my  mind  devoutly  press'd, 
▼  ▼      Dear  Saviour,  my  revolving  breast 
Would  past  offences  trace; 
Trembling  I  make  the  black  review. 
Yet  pleas  M  behold,  admiring  too, 
The  pow'r  of  changing  grace. 
j2  This  tongue  with  blasphemies  denTd. 
These  feet  {o  erring  paths  beguil'd, 

In  heav'nly  league  -agree; 
Who  would  believe  such  lips  could  praise, 
Or  think  from  dark  and  winding  ways, 
I  e'er  should  turn  to  thee? 
~T>  These  eyes  that  once  ahusM  the  light: 
Now  lift  to  thee  their  watVy  sigh! 
And  weep  a  silejit  flood; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  o  17 

These  Lands  are  rais'd  in  ceaseless  pray'r, 
Oli,  wash  away  the  stains  they  wear, 

In  pure  redeeming  blood. 
-1  These  cars,  that  once  could  entertain 
The  midnight  oath,  the  festive  strain, 

Around  the  sinful  board; 
Now  deaf  to  all  th'  enchanting"  noise, 
Avoid  the  throng-,  detest  their  joys, 

And  long  to  hear  thy  word. 

«3  Thus  art  thou  serv'd  in  every  part; 

Go  on,  blees'd  Lord,  to  cleanse  my  hearj.^ 

i.'g  refine; 
That  grace  may  nature's  pow'rs  control^ 
And  a  new  creature,  body,  soul, 
Be  all  and  wholly  thine. 

.    L.  M.         Tappa.w 

The  V%g}L 

I  ^'Tll**!  night;  from  beauteous  Palestine, 
A  strelsy  have  •'..•>  n 

'Tis  nierht:   I  the  shrine, 

- 
jic  is  the  boasting  Phari 
..'  proy'r  and  daily  alius  Lire  o'er. 
E'en  the  cee, 

For  secret  frailty  sighs  no  more. 
"*.>  Etush'd  are  tiie  strains  that  bade  rejoice^ 
A  upprcst, 
rid  matron's  voice, 
I  .a  hat.h  BUS 

vrhere  h  rle3 
forlorn, — 

C( 

'1  he  obj< 


3  18  E  V  A  NG  E  LIC  A  L    II Y  M  NS . 

5  No  follow'?  of  the  Lord  is  here; 
For  Him  do  eyes  their  vigils  keep; 
They  that  have  mingled  tear  with  tear, 
Forget  their  woes  in  reckless  sleep. 

4>  Clos'd  is  each  ear  to  human  moan, 
Save  His,  who  wakes  to  hitter  care; 
Hush'd  is  each  grief,  but  iiis  alone 
Who  weeps  for  man  the  midnight  prayjf. 

170.     L.  3L 
The    Wonder. 

1  TT  is  a  glorious  mystery — 

Jl    '  ['is  a  wonder,  wonder,  wonder! 
That  ever  I  should  saved  be, — 

'lis  a  wonder,  wonder,  wonder! 
No  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  can  tell, 

'Tis  a  wonder,  wonder,  wonder! 
Why  God  should  save  my  soul  from  hell; 

'Tis  a  wonder,  wonder,  wonder! 

2  Great  mystery,  I  do  behold, 

'Tis  a  wonder,  &c. 
That  God  should  ever  save  a  soul; 
Hut  here's  a  greater  mystery, 
That  he  bestow'd  his  grace  on  me. 

3  Great  mystery  that  Christ  should  place 
His  love  on  Adam's  sinful  race; 

But  here's  a  greater  mystery — 
That  he  should  set  his  love  on  me. 

4  Oh  why  was  I  not  left  behind, 
With  thousand  others  of  mankind, 
Who  run  the  dangerous,  sinful  race, 
And  die,  and  never  taste  his  grace! 

5  No  mortal  can  a  reason  find; 

'Tis  mercy  free — 'tis  grace  divine; 


EVANGELICAL    HYMN8.  319 

Oli,  'tis  a  glorious  mystery, 
And  will  be — to  eternity. 

471.     L.  M.         Enfield. 
Humility. 

1  "MTHEREFORE  should  man,  frail  child 

v  v  of  clay, 

bo,  from  tbe  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day — 

Oh,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud? 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear. 

Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 

3  Follies  and  crimes,  a  countless  sum, 

Arc  crowded  in  life's  little   span: 
How  ill,  alas!   does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  marr' 

4  God   of  my  life.  Father  divine! 

Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind: 
In  modest  worth,  O  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 

472.     7s.  Barbauld. 

Praise  in  prosperity  and  adversity. 

1  "pRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
JL      For  the  Love  that  crowns  our  days: 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy! — 

Lei  thy  praise  our  songs  employ: 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  i  eos  )  ielJ. 
For  the  \  iiie'a  exalted  juice, 
For  the  genVoiis  olive's  use; 

■ 
Yellow  sheaves  ot"  ripep'd  grain 


350  EVANGELICAL    III::     - 

;at  drop  their  fatt'ning  de\ 
it  temp'rate  warmth  diflus 

4  All  that  s-priiiir,  with  bounteous  hand, 

rs  o'er  the  smiling  land; 
All  that  lilrral  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflon  i  — 

5  These  to  thee  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source,  whence  all  our  flow; 

for  the?e  our  souls  shall  i 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  pi 

6  Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 

•  ;n  its  stem,  the  opening-  e 
old  the  rig-tree's  blasted  sl,oot 
Drop  its  green  untimely  fruit; — 
Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
2Sor  the  olive  yield  her  store; 
Thong 

And  the  herds  desert  the  stall; — 
B  Yet  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise; 
And,  when  every  blessing's  ilown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 
f73.    L.  31.         Pr< 

Thf 

1  /^k  COULD  I  s  ve. 

V>F  That  bless'd  abode  of  peace  and  love' 
How  gladiy  would  I  mou 
On  angel's  wings  to  joys  on  b 

2  But  ah!  still  I  rtay, 
Ere  darksome  night  is  chai  r\:  to  d 
More  crosses,  sorrows,  conflicts  bear, 
Exposed  to  tri                     isd  care. 

en  let  these  tn 

horns  and  briers  strew  t. 


rv  v  351 

dreadful  come. 
Till  I  arrive  at  heav'n  m\  — 

And  how  to  1  ce  and  n 

'.[. — 
Go  ii  •  call. 

5  Vi  soul  away, 

-  then  should  tempt  n.y  s*. 
With  rapture  I  shall  v,\ 
To  join  my  friends  above  the  - 

4  4.     L.  -M.         Log 

I   f  I ^ T IK  hour  of  my  departure's  come: 
JL    I  hear  I       \  me; 

A:  let  trouble 

And  let  t'  y  servant  die  in  p< 

e  r:tce  appointed  I  have  run, 
The  combat's  o'er — the 

now  my  witness  is  on  hi 

And  now  my  r 

3    I  Leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
r  the  friends  I  hold 
To  :  end, 

-  — prove  a  frit 

I  come  at  thy  • 

And  shield  m< 

o  The  hour  come, 

1 

eace. 


352  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

475.      L.  M. 

Consolation  to  surviving  friends. 

"Weep  not  for  me,  but  weep  for  yourselves." — Luke 
xxiii.  23. 

WHY  weep  for  those — frail  child  of  woe: 
Who've  fled  and  left  thee  mourning  here? 
Triumphant  o'er  their  latest  foe, 
They  glory  in  a  brighter  sphere. 

2  Weep  not  for  them; — beside  thee  now 

Perhaps  they  watch  with  guardian  care. 
And  witness  tears  that  idly  ilow 

O'er  those  who  bliss  of  angels  share. 

3  Or  round  their  Father's  throne  above, 

With  raptnr'd  voice  his  praise  they  sing; 
Or  on  his  messages  of  love 

They  journey  with  unwearied  wing. 

4  Space  cannot  check — thought  cannot  bound 

The  high  exulting  souls,  whom  he 
Who  form'd  these  million  worlds  around, 
Takes  to  his  own  eternity. 

0  Weep,  weep  no  more; — their  voices  raise 

The  song  of  triumph  high  to  God; 
And  would  thou  join  their  song  of  praise, 
Walk  humbly  in  the  path  they  trod. 
476.      L.  M. 
On  the  death  of  a  child. 

1  AS  the  sweet  flow'r  that  scents  the  morn. 
jl\.   But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 

Tims  lovely  seemM  the  infant's  dawn! 
Thus  swiftly  fled  his  life  away! 

2  Ere  sin  he  knew,  or  sorrow  sad, 

Death  timely  came  with  friendly  care: 
The  opening     ud  to  he:..  y'd. 

And  bade  it  bloom  forever  there 


iWAXGELICAL    HYMVv  853 

3  Yet  the  sad  hour  that  took  the  boy, 

Perhaps  has  spar'd  a  heavier  doom, — 
Snatch'd  him  from  scenes  of  guilty  joy, 
Or  from  the  pangs  of  ills  to  come. 

4  He  died  before  his  infant  soul 

Had  ever  burn'd  with  wrong  desire; — 
Had  learn 'd  to  spurn  at  heav'n's  control, 
Or  quench  the  Spirit's  sacred  fire. 

5  He  died  to  sin — he  died  to  care; 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod; 
Then  springing  on  the  viewless  air, 

spread  his  light  wings,  and  soar'd  to  God 
477.         C.  M. 
Resurrection. 
I  fTlHS  winter  past,  reviving  flowers 
_I_     Anew  shall  paint  the  plain; 
The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  Spring. 
And  flourish  green  again. 
;  Shall  man  depart  this  earthly  scene, 
Ah!   never  to  return!  — 
No  second  Spring  of  life  revive 
The  ashes  of  the  urn; — 

3  "Shall  life  .revisit  dying  worms, 

And  spread  the  insect's  wing? 
And  oh!   shall  man  awake  no  more, 
The  Saviuur^  name  to  sing? 

4  "Cease,  all  ye  vain  desponding  fears; 

When  Christ  from  darkness  sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 
And  heav'n  with  praises  rang. 

5  "The  trump  shall  sound; — the  gates  of  death 

Shall  make  his  child  re?]  u  a\  ; 
From  the  cold  turn')  the  slumb'rers  spn 
Aud  shine  iu  endless  day." 


354  EVANGELICAL    BtrHftB 

478.     C.  M.         Strong, 
Slain  and  reviving. — Rom.  vii.  9. 

1  ^OIOTE  by  the  law,  Vm  justly  slam.  - 
►^  Great  God,  behold  my  case; 

Pity  a  sinner  filPd  with  pain, 
Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face. 

2  Dread  terrors  fright  my  guilty  soul — 

Thy  justice,  all  in  flames, 
Gives  sentence  on  this  heart  so  foul, 
So  hard,  so  full  of  crimes. 

3  'Tis  trembling  hardness  that  I  feel;- 

I  fear;  but  don't  relent — 
Perhaps  of  endless  death  the  seal: 
Oh,  that  I  could  repent! 

4  My  pray'rs,  my  tears,  my  vows  are  vile,' 

My  duties  black  with  guilt: 
On  such  a  wretch  can  mercy  smile, 
Though  Jesus'  blood  was  spilt? 

5  Speechless  I  sink  to  endless  night, 

J  see  an  op'ning  hell; 
But  lo!  what  glory  strikes  my  sight! 
Such  glory  who  can  tell! 

6  Enrapt  in  these  bright  beams  of  peace, 

I  feel  a  gracious  God: 
Swell,  swell  the  note!  O  tell  his  grace' 
Sound  his  high  praise  abroad! 
479.    8,  7.        Newton. 

Bortimcus. — Mark  x.  48. 

1  "Tl/TERCY,  O  thou  son  of  David!" 

JLtI_    Thus  the  blind  Bartim'us  pray'd, 
"Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid.'' 

2  jMany,  for  his  crying,  chid  him, 

But  he  call'd  the  louder  still; 


EVANGELICAL    1IYMXS.  355 

Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 

ome,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live; 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day!" 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness^. 
Follow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  OlU   methinks,  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around! 
"Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing! 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found! 

6  "Oh  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him 

And  would  be  advis'd  by  me! 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see."r 

<>.    CM.        NtiwrdN. 

The  storm  hushed. 

1  f  fTlIS  past — the  dreadful  stormy  night 

A     Is  gone,  with  all  its  fears! 
And  now  I  see  returning  light, 
The  Lord,  my  Sun,  appr 

2  Oh,  wond'rous  change!   hut  just  before. 

Despair  beset  me  round; 
I  heard  the  Lion's  horrid  roar, 
And  trembled  at  the  sound. 

re  corruption,  guilt,  and  fear, 
My  former  comfort-  fell; 
And  I  discovered,  standing  D4 
II. <    dreadful  depths  of  hell. 
4   But  Jesus  piti<  (I  .  \y  dist 
He  heard  my  feeble 


356  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

Revcard  his  blood  and  righteousness,- 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 
5  Dear  Lord,  since  thou  hast  broke  my  bands 
And  set  the  captive  free, 
1  would  devote  my  tongue,  my  hands, 
My  heart,  my  ail  to  thee. 

481.    7s.        Newton. 
Sovereign  grace, 

1  ^OV'REIGN  grace  hath  pow'r  alone 
K3  To  subdue  a  heart  of  stone; 

And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucified, 
Two  transgressors  with  him  died; 
One,  with  vile  blaspheming  tongue, 
ScofT'd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  Thus  he  ^pent  his  wicked  breath 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death; 
Perish'd,  as  too  many  do, 
With  the  Saviour  in  his  view. 

4  But  the  other,  touch'd  with  grace* 
Haw  the  danger  of  his  case; 
Faith  receiv'd  to  own  the  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorr'd. 

5  "Lord,"  he  pray'd,  "remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be." 
"Soon  with  me,"  the  Lord  replies, 
"Thou  shalt  rest  in  paradise." 

6  This  was  wond'rous  grace  indeed^ 
Grace  bestow'd  in  time  of  need! 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name, 

Ye  siiall  fipd  him  still  the  same. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  357 

4S2.     C.  M.         Jv'cwtox. 
Coming  to  Jesns. 

1  A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
-Lm.    Where  Jesus  answers  pray'r; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 

For  none  can  perish  there , 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh; 
Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin^ 

By  Satan  soreiy  press'd, 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place, 

That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  "Thou  hast  died/' 

5  Oh  wondVous  love!   to  bleed  and  die. 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame; 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I. 

-Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 
<5  "Poor  tempest-tossed  soul  be  still 

My  promis'd  grace  receive:" 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks — I  must,  I  will, 

I  can,  I  do  believe. 

483.      L.  M.         Medley. 
/. — Jonah  ii.  4. 
1  OTCE  a  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 
►^   Whose  soul,  encouraged  by  thy  worrf^ 
At  mercy's  footstoi  1  would  remain, 
And  there  urni'd  Look,  and  look  again. 
W  oft,  deeeiv'd  by  self  and  pri 

Has  my  poor  I 


358  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS, 

And,  Jonah-like,  has  fled  from  thee, 
Till  thou  hast  looked  again  on  me. 
8  Ah!  bring  a  wretched  wand'rer  horned 
And  to  thy  footstool  let  me  come. 
And  tell  tljee  all  my  grief  and  pain, 
And  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

4  I>o  fears  and  doubts  thy  soul  annoy! 

Do  thundering  tempests  drown  thy  jbyV 
And  canst  thou  not  one  smile  obtain.' 
Yet  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

5  Take  courage  ttHen,  my  trembling  soul, 
One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  whole, 
Trust  thou  in  him,  'tis  not  in  vain, 

But  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

6  That  wislvd-for  period  soon  will  come. 
When  I  shall  reach  my  blissful  home: 
And  when  to  glory  I  attain, 

Oh  then  I'll  look,  and  look  again. 

:-i.     P.  m. 

Who  can  tell? — Jonah  iii.  9. 
I  l^iREAT  God,  to  thee  I  make 
^J5~  My  sins  and  sorrows  known,' 
And  with  a  trembling  heart 

Approach  thine  awful  throne; 
Though  by  my  sins  deserving  hell. 
I  must  repent — for  who  can  tell* 
'2  Oh  thou,  who  by  a  word 

My  drooping  soul  canst  cheer. 
And  by  thy  Spirit  farm 

Thy  glorious  imago  there — 
My  heart  subdue,  my  fears  dispel, 
I  must  repent — for  who  can"  tell] — 
t3.  While  conscience  thunders  loudv.. 
To  th.ee  alone  I  ilv — 


-JCVAXGELICAL    HYMNS.  359 

Pall  down  before  thy  face 
And  mightily  will  cry— 
Though  fears  prevail  that  I  shall  dwell 
In  endless  flames — yet  who  can  teUJ 

4  God  hath  an  ear  to  hear, 

While  IVe  a  heart  to  pray — 
To  him  I  will  submit, 

And  give  myself  away; 
If  he  be  mine,  all  will  be  well, 
.Forever  so — and  who  can  tell? 

4-3.     L.  31.         Doddridge 

Private  d 

1  TJ  FITURX,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
M\j  And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more: 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
Al'J  tb]  (rod  implore. 

"2  Wisdom  and  pleasure  dweil  at  home; 
Retir'd  and  silent  m  aere; 

Ti  •  rcome — 

The  way  to  break  the  tempter's  snare. 

3  Oh  thou,  threat  God,  whose  <  ye 

Distinctly  ieh'  deep  r« 

In  these  Bequ<  '•ghj 

And  wit!  ce. 

4  Tlirough  all  the  win 
And  btiil  its  radiant  bean 

5  Tbi  utfl  oi  thy  i 
T^ll 


$G0  EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS 

486.     C.  M.        Haweis. 

Remember  me. — Neb.  xiii.  31. 

1  £~\  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows. 
V-r   I  lift  my  heart  to  thee; 

In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Whene'er  on  my  poor,  burden'd  heatt 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart*. 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  Temptations  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

To  shake  my  faith  in  thee; 
Oh  give  me  strength,  Lord,  as  my  day^ 
For  good  remember  me. 

4  When  in  desertion's  dismal  night, 

Thy  face  I  cannot  see, 
■Then,  Lord,  arise,  with  glorious  light, 
And  still  remember  me. 

5  If  on  my  face,  for  thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
All  hail,  reproach,  and  welcome,  shame,. 
If  thou  remember  me. 
6.  The  hour  is  near,  consign'd  to  deathv 
I  own  my  just  decree; 
Saviour,  with  my  last,  parting  breath, 
I'll  cry,,  '"remember  me." 
487.      lis. 
Jlnti  the  soul  of  the  people  was  much  discouraged 
because  of  the  way. — Num.  xxi.  4. 

HOW  many  and  great  are  the  foes  which 
infest 
The  way  thro'  this  world  to  the  Canaan  of  rest! 
The  traveller  ever  his  Lord  would  obey, 
\ci  oft  is  discou-rag'd  because  of  the  way 


EVANGELICAL    RYKTW.  3G1 

2  Though   Satan,  the  world,  and  corruptions 

combine, 
And  try  to  prevent  the  poor  Pilgrim's  design; 
They  cannot  destroy,  though  they  often  betray. 
And  make  him  discouraged  because  of  the  way. 

3  When  good    he  would  do,   imperfections  a- 

bound, 
His  graces  are  weak,  and  temptations  surround; 
For  many  turn  back,  and  would  lead  him  astray, 
Which  makes  him  discouraged  because  of  the 

way. 

4  Yet  why  should  the  Christian  of  Canaan  des- 

pair, 
Perplex'd  or  alarrrTd  with  discouraging  fear? 
Let  him  but  his  map  and  his  leader  obey, 
Nor  more  be  discourag'd  because  of  the  way. 

5  In  Christ  inexhaustible  treasures  are  stor'd. 
And  Jesus  will  suitable  blessings  afford: 
Then  why  should  the  Pilgrim  be  fill'd  with  dis- 
may! 

Or  why  be  discoflrag'd  because  of  the  way! 

6  Unquenchable  love  and  omnipotent  pow'r, 
Will  land  him  ere  long  on  the  heav'nly  shore; 
There  pleasure  eternal  will  amply  repay, 

For  all  the  discouragements  found  in  the  way. 

488.     P.  M.         NnwTON. 
The  Lord  will  see,  or  provide. — (ion.  xxii.   14. 

TITO'  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  atfri g 
The'  friends  should   all  fail,  and  foes  all 
Quite  j 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us  whatever  betide — 
The  scripture  assures  us,  the  Lord  will  provide* 
2  The  birds,  without  barn,  or  store-house  are 
fed; 

:  he -in  Let  us  Learn  to  trust  for  our  brea.d: 


3G2  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  denied, 
Bo  long  as  'tis  written,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

4  We  may,  like  the  ships,  by  tempests  be  tost, 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  cannot  be  lost; 

Tho'  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages  the  Lord  will  provide. 

5  His  call  we  obey,  like  \brah,m  of  old, 
Not  knowing  our  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold; 
For  tho'    we  are    strangers,  we    have  a  good 

guide, 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 
f>  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  our  path, 
And  fill  ns  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith, 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  tho'  oft  he  has  tried, 
This  heart-cheering  promise,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vairi — 
The  good  that  we  seek,  we  ne'er  shall  obtain; 
But   when   such   suggestions    our  spirits  have 

4^1ied, 
This  answers  all  questions,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

7  No    strength    of  our   own,  or   goodness  we 

claim; 
'Yet  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great 

name, 
In  this  our  strong  tow'r  for  safety  we  hide, 
The  Lord  is  our  pow> — the  Lord  will  provide. 

S  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
This  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  t;  n/: 

a  ring  or  doubting,  ivith  Christ  on  our  side, 
K  i    hope  to  die  shouting — the  Lord  will  pro- 
yide, 


EVANGELICAL    HXKNEL  363 

6,   9. 

Exultation. 

1  #"^07>IE  away  to  the  skies, 
V~'  My  beloved  arise, 

And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wast  born^- 

On  this  festival  day, 

Come  exulting-  away. 
And,  with  singing,  to  Zion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love, 
With  our  treasure  above, 

Though  cur  bodies  continue  below: 

The  redeem'd  of  the   Lord, 

We  remember  his  word, 
And  with  singing,  to  Paradise  go. 

3  For  thy  glory  we  were 

r  created,  to  share 
Both  thy  nature  and  kingdom  divine- 
re  created  again, 
That  our  souls  may  remain, 
Both  in  time  and  eternity  thine* 
itfi  thanks  we  approve 
The  design  of  thy  love, 
Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jesus'  name-'; 
;  in  heart, 
That  we  never  can  part — 
We  shall  meet  at  the  least  of  the  Lanfb 
6  Thl  -  re  at  his  feet, 

We  shall  joyfully  meet, 
rted   in  b 

to  our  lyn 

With  the    I 
And  rj  adore. 

6  H 


3G4  EVANGELICAL    HYMxS. 

And  Lis  rapturous  praises  repeat; 
To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
Hallelujah  again; — 
Sing  all  heaven  and  fall  at  his  feet. 
490.     8s.         Collyer. 
The  last  conflict. 

1  T  SOON  shall  accomplish  my  race; 
J.    And  soar  to  the  temple  on  high; 
Dear  Jesus,  beholding  thy  face, 

I  cheerfully  yield  me  to  die. 
Farewell,  my  distress  and  my  woe — 

The  storms  of  existence  are  o'er; 
Though  fiercely  the  tempest  may  blow, 

Its  fury  appals  me  no  more. 

2  More  quickly  and  shorter  I  breathe — 

The  dew  is  o'erspreading  my  cheek — 
I  feel  the  approaches  of  death,         .. 

My  heartstrings  beginning  to  break; 
A  struggle  or  two  and  'tis  done — 

From  earth  and  its  anguish  I  fly; 
The  palm  of  the  conqueror  won, 

1  live  by  submitting  to  die. 

491.       .Cs. 
Job  xvi.  22.  xvi'i.  1,  11. 

1  T  WAIT  a  few  sorrowful  years, 

JL    And  then  I  no  longer  shall  moupn. 
But  flee  from  the  valley  of  tears, 

A  way  I  shall  never  return* 
My  days  are  all  vanish'd  away 

Broke  off  the  designs  of  my  heart; 
No  lor.ger  on  earth  I  delay, 

Or  linger  as  loth  to  depart. 

2  My  days  are  extinguish'd  and  gone — 

My  time  as  a  shadow  is  (\ed> 


y.VCELICAL    HYMNS.  365 

And  gladHy  I  lay  myself  down 
To  rest  with  the  peaceable  dead: 

The  dead  ever-living  attend, 

Whose  dust  is  all  safe  in  the  tomb, 

And  many  a  glorified  friend 
Is  ready  to  welcome  me  home. 

492.     L.  M.        Campbell. 

Your.g  converts  warned  and  encouraged. 

1  ^AY  now,  ye  lovely  social  band, 

£3  Who  walk  the  way  to  Canaan's  land., 
Ye  who  have  fled  from  Sodom's  plain, 
Say  do  you  wish  to  turn  again] 
Oh!  have  you  ventur'd  to  the  field, 
Well  arm'd  with  helmet,  sword,  and  shield7 
And  shall  the  world,  with  dread  alarms, 
Compel  you  now  to  ground  your  arms! 

2  Oh,  come  young  soldiers,  count  the  cost, 
And  say,  what  pleasures  have  you  lost! 
Or  what  misfortune  does  it  bring 

To  have  Jehovah  for  your  Xing? 
Shall  sin  entice,  you  back  again, 
And  bind  you  with  its  iron  chain'? 
Has  vice  to  you  such  lovely  charms 
That  you  must  die  within  its  arms! 

»J  Is  folly's  way  the  way  of  peace, 

Where  fear^and  pain,  and  sorrow  cease' 

Does  pleasure  roll  its  living  stream, 

And  is  religion  all  a  dream! 

8  if,  what  contentment  did  you  find 

When  love  of  pleasure  ruTd  your  mind! 

No  sweet  reflection  gave  you  rest, 

Nur  conscious  virtue  calm'd  your  breast. 

4  Did.  you  not  dr*ad  the  hast'iiing  day 
That  must  sweep  carnal  joys  away, 


3GG  EVANGELICAL    KYMX9. 

When  (!«  sing  in  mournful  strain 

"Let  dust  return  to  dust  again!" 
But  now  your  thoughts  delight  to  soar 
Where  eart\  ai  i  more; 

The)  high 

To  the  fair  (\ 

&  There  on  the  hill  of  -vreet  repose, 
You'll  bid  adieu  to  all  your  woes; 
There  shall  you  walk  t  elds. 

And  taste  the  fruit  that  Zioo  yields: 
There  sits  the  Saviour  on  his  throne, 
And  there  Jehovan   reigns  alone; 
There  angels  circle  round  his  seat, 
And  armies  worship   at  his  feet. 

6  But  O!   I  see  among  the  rest 

A  host  in  whiter  garments  dress'd, 

And  nearer  to  the  throne  they  stand, 

With  palms  of  vict'ry  in  their  hands: 

Oh!   wJio  are  those  I  now  behold, 

With  blood-wash'd  robes,  and  crowns  of  gold; 

A  glorious  host  distinctly  known 

To  him  who  sits  upon  the  .throne? 

7  JVbtc,  now  we  know  from  whence  this  throng, 
For,  hark!   redemption  is  their  song; 
From  yonder  vale  of  tears  they  come- — 
"Welcome  ye  travelers — welcome  home. 

Oh!   now  upon  the  peaceful  shore 
You're  met  at  last  to  part  no  more, 
Where  flesh  and  sin  shall  not  control 
The  pure  affections  of  the  soul. 

493.         8,  7,  4. 
The  surrender. 
1  T^TTELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 
▼  t      Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine; 


EVANGELICAL    KTMK&.  ^07 

Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Every  pow'r  and  thought  be  thine. 

Thine  entirely, 
Through  eternal  ages  thine. 
2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 
Earth  and  hell  will  disappear; 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession, 

When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near — 

Shout,  (J  Zion! 
Shout,  ye  saints,  the  Lord  is  here' 

494.     C.  M.         Grenade. 

Dent  a  of  a  Christian. 

1  T)EHOLD  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies, 
JO   With  glory  in  his  view! 

To  heaven  he  lifts  his  longing  eyes, 

\nd  bids  the  woTld  adieu: 
While  friends  stand  weeping  ail  around-. 

And  loth  to  let  him  go, 
He  shouts  with  hi^  expiring  breath, 

And  leaves  them  all  beluw. 

2  O,  come,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

Whose  hearts  are  joiuVl  in  one, 
Hold  up  your  heads  with  courage  bold, 
.  Your  race  is  almost  run: 

re  the  ikies  behold  him  stand, 
And,  smiling,  bids  you  come! 
And  angels  beckon  you  away 
To  your  eternal  home. 
'J  O,  Christian!   are  you  ready  now 
To  cross  the  rolling  flood.' 
Tn  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land 

I)*  bold  your  smiling  God! 
The  dazzling  charms  of  that  bright  wojj4 
my  soul  above: 


368  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

I'll  sweetly  sing  redeeming  grace 
When  perfected  in  love. 

495.      C.  ML 
Hell  the  sinner's  own  place- — Acts  i.  25. 

1  X    ORD,  when  I  read  the  Traitor's  doom, 
JLi    To  his  own  place  consign 'd; 

What  holy  fear  and  humble  hope, 
Alternate  fill  my  mind. 

2  Traitor  to  thee  I  too  have  been, 

But  sav'd  by  matchless  grace; 
Or  else  the  lowest,  hottest  hell, 
Had  surely  been  my  place. 

3  Thither  I  was  by  law  adjudg'd, 

And  thitherward  rush'd  on; 
And  there,  in  my  eternal  doom,  • 
Thy  justice  might  have  shone. 

4  But  lo!  what  wondrous,  matchless  love 

I  call  a  place  my  own, 
On  earth  within  the  gospel  sound, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne. 

CtfORUS. 

Oh,  the  place,  the  happy  place! — 
The  place  where  Jesus  reigns; 

The  place  where  Christians  all  siudt 
And  never  part  again. 

5  A  place  is  mine  among  thy  saints, 

A  place  at  Jesus'  feet; 
And  I  expect  in  Heav'n  a  place, 
Where  saints  and  angels  meet. 
Oh,  the  place,  £,c. 
0  Blest  Lamb  of  God!  thy  sovereign  grace 
To  aJJ  around  I'd  tell,. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 


300 


Which  made  a  place  in  glory  mine, 
Whose  first  desert  was  hell. 
Oh,  the  place,  £>c. 

490.       8,  7. 
Social  worship* 

1  T^fTF/YE  met  to-day,  to  sing  and  prar, 

M      And  hear  the  word  of  Jesus; 
The  gospel  call,  it  is  to  all, 

It  calls  to  unbelievers, — 
-'0!  come,  return,  lest  he  shall  come 

And  find  you  all  asleeping" — 
We've  heard  of  some  being  callVl  upon 

To  go  away  and  meet  him. 

2  How  soon  may  this  be  each  one's  case! 

O,  may  we  then  take  warning; 
We  know  not  when  the  Lord  may  send, — 

To-night — or  in  the  morning. 
How  blest  are  we,  if  we  shall  be 

Prepar'd,  and  waiting  fur  him; — 
The  Lord  will  oome,  and  take  us  home, 

Where  we  ill  all  all  adore  him. 

3  Then  we  shall  be  from  sin  sot  free, 

And  every  tempting  devil; 

lid  fears,  from  cries,  and  tear*. 
And  every  other  evil. 
In  heav'nlv  rest,  we  shall  be  blessM, 

With  all  the  hosts  i 
We'll  praise  our  King — we'll  sweetlj 
Redemptj  lory.  f 

\  But  woe  to  those  \\\aj  still  refuse! — 
They'll  hear  their  doleful  sentence, 
•Depart  from  me,  for  cuiVd  you  ft 

You're  found  without  repenta 
rj< 

Wit*  bitter  g\ 


370  LIOAX  in- 

In  hell  to  stay,  both  night  and  d?> , 

And  be  forever  dying. 
5  The  Lord  prepare  each  one  tl 

To  wait  for  his  appearing1; 
Tien  we'll  not  fear,  when  we  shall  hea**' 

That  in  the  clouds  he's  coming. 
But  we  shall  stand  at  his  right  hand. 

With  heav'nly  approbation; 
And,  with  our  King,  we'll  enter  in 

To  a  celestial  station. 

497.      P.  31. 

Christian  wart' 
"Faint,  vet  pursuing."—  Judges  viii.   4,  .>. 

1  ^OLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
►3  And  put  your  armour  on: 
Engage  your  enemies. 

Let  every  fear  begone: 
Now  take  the  field,  the  fight  renew, 
And  never  yield — "though  faint,  pursue.' 

2  Wage  war  with  every  foe, 

For  God  is  on  your  side; 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

That  you  in  God  confide: 
Gird  on  your  sword,  the  fight  renew, 
Look  to  the  Lord — "though  faint,  pursue 

3  Though  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 

Ycur  heav'nly  march  oppose; 
Fear  not,  it  shall  be  well, 
God  will  confound  your  foes: 
Go  on.  ye  saints,  the  fight  renew, 
And,  Gideon-like,  "though  faint,  pursue.' 

4  0  1  have  seen  the  day, 

When,  with  a  single  word; 
God  helping  me  to  say 
My  trust  is  in  t-Le  LcrJ 


G 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  3'  1 

My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes. 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 
5  Ne'er  lay  your  weapons  down, 

Till  death  shall  close  the  strife* 
Till  you  receive  a  crown 

Of  everlasting  life: 
On  God  depend — the  fight  renew, 
As  Gideon  c^nquerM,  so  shall  you* 

493.     8,  7.         Hart. 

The  Christian  Warrior.— Eph.  vi.  13-18. 
IRD  thy  loins  up,  Christian  soldier* 
Lo!  thy  Captain  calls  thee  out; 
Let  the  danger  make  thee  bolder, 

Take  the  field,  and  never  doubt. 
Buckle  on  the  heav'nly  armour —  • 

Yield  to  no  inglorious  peace — 
Let  thy  courage  wax  the  warmer, 

As  thine  enemies  increase. 
Bind  thy  golden  girdle  round  thee, 

Brace  with  truth  the  inward  part; 
Let  Christ's  righteousness  upon  thee: 

Be  the  breast-plate  of  thine  heart. 
Shod  with  gospel  preparation, 

In  the  paths  of  promise  tread; 
Let  tlte  hope  of  free  salvation, 

As  a  helmet,  guard  thy  head. 
When  beset  with  various  evils, 

Wield  the  Spirit's  two-edg'd  sword; 
Cut  thy  way  through  hosts  of  devils,  * 

They  shall  fall  before  the  Word. 
And  if  dangers  closer  threaten, 

As  thy  soul  draws  near  to  death, — 
If  assaulted  sore  by  Satan, 

Then  employ  the  shield  of  faith 


372  EVANGELICAL    IIYMNS. 

4  Though  to  speak  thou  be  not  able, 

Always  pray  and  never  faint; 
Prayer's  a  weapon  for  the  feeble; 

Pray'r  brings  help  for  every  saint. 
Ever  on  thy  Captain  calling, 

j\]ake  thy  worst  condition  known; 
He  will  hold  thee  Up  when  falling — 

Or  will  raise  thee  up  when  down. 

499.    C.  31.        Bp.  Heber. 

The  followers  of  Christ. 

1  rglllE  Son  of  God  is  gone  to  war, 

J-     A  kingly  crown  to  gain; 
His  blood- red  banner  streams  afar; 
Who  follows  in  his  train? 
B  Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe, 
Triumphant  ever  pain; 
Who  boldest  bears  his  cross  below, — 
Who  follows  in  his  train! 

2  The  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave; 
Who  saw  his  -Master  in  the  sky, 

And  cail'd  on  him  to  save: 
Like  him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue, 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 
He  pray'd  for  them  that  did  the  wrong,— 

Who  follows  in  his  train.' 

£  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  fe\vy 
whom  the  -Spirit  came, 
Twelve  valiant  saints;  the  truth  they  knew^, 

And  bray'd  the  cross  and  shame; 
Tb«  y  met  the  tyrant's  brandish 'd  steel, 

The  lion's  gon  mane; 
They  bow'd  their  necks  the  death  to  feel — 
Who  follows  in  their  train* 


EVANGELICAL    HYMXS.  373 

4  A  noble  army,  men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid, 
Around  their  Saviour's  throne  rejoice, 

In  robes  of  light  array'd. 
They  climb'd  the  dizzy  steep  of  heaven. 

Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain: 
Oh  God!   to  us  may  grace  be  given, 

To  follow  in  their  train! 

500.    C.  M.        Hart. 
Pt  /'severance 
1   f  il.HE  sinner  who,  who  by  precious  faiti^ 
J-     Has  felt  his  sins  forgiv'n, 
Is  from  that  moment  passM  from  death, 
And  seal'd  an  heir  of  heav'n. 
'2  Ten  thousand  snares  surround  his  feet, 
Not  one  shall  hold  him  fa^t; 
Whatever  dangers  he  may  meet, 
He'll  get  safe  home  at  last. 

j   Not  as  the  world  the  Saviour  gives, 
He's  an  unchanging  friend; 
Whom  once  he  loves  tie  never  leavcc 
IJut  loves  him  to  the  end: 

4  Else  Satan  might  full  vict'ry  boa 

The  church  might  wholly  fall; 
If  one  believer  may  be  lost, 
Theri,  surely,  so  may  all. 

5  lint  Christ  in  t  hasprov'J 

Hi*  covenant  Mire  ana1  true; 
If  this  foundation  he  remov'd, 
What  shai;  teou3  dol 

6  Rut  being  piedgM  to  eorry  on, 

To  I  ion  full, 

The  Hurl,  he  has    be 

TJb<  fall 


374  EVANGELICAL   BYHXC& 

501.    P.  M.        Baxter: 

TJie  Holy  City. 

1  rpHERE  is  a  holy  city, 

JL    A  happy  world  above, 
Beyond  the  starry  regions, 

Built  by  the  God  of  love: 
An  everlasting  temple; 

And  saints,  array'd  in  white. 
There  serve  the  great  Redeemer. 

And  dwell  with  him  in  light. 

2  No  night  is  there,  nor  darkness: 

But  one  perpetual  day; 
Their  sin  and  grief  are  banish'd- 

Their  tears  are  wip'd  away; 
Their  joys  are  still  increasing* 

Their  songs  are  ever  new; 
They  praise  th'  eternal  Father. 

The  Son  and  Spirit  too. 

3  The  meanest  child  of  glory 

Outshines  the  radiant  sun, 
But  who  can  speak  the  splendor 

Of  that  eternal  throne, 
Where  Jesus  sits  exalted 

In  God-like  majesty^ 
The  elders  fall  before  him. 

And  angels  bow  the  knee 

4  Is  this  the  man  of  sorrows, 

Who  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Who  was  abus'd  by  Herod, 

And  by  his  men  of  war! 
Hail  now  the  mighty  Conqueror** 

He  spoil 'd  the  pow'rs  below 
And  ransom'd  many  captives. 

From  everlasting  woe. 


,:«.elical  iiy:>i:>s.  37fc 

£  The  hosts  of  saints  around  him 

Proclaim  his  works  of  grace, 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets, 

And  all  the  godly  race; 
Some  speak  of  fiery  trials, 

And  tortures  on  their  way; 
They  came  from  tribulation 

To  everlasting  day. 

6  Now  with  a  holy  transport 

They  tell  their  suff'rings  o'er; 
Their  tears  and  their  temptations^ 

And  all  the  pains  they  bore: 
They  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 

Who  gain'd  their  liberty; 
"Amidst  our  greatest  dangers 

Our  lives  were  hid  in  thee," 

7  Long  time  was  I  invited 

To  gain  that  heavmly  rest; 
Grace  made  no  hard  condition^ 

'Twas  only  to  be  bless'd; 
But  earth's  bewitching  pleasures 

Inclined  me  long  to  stay, 
Pursuing  dreams  and  shadows^ 

And  joys  that  pass  away. 

B  But  now  it  is  my  purpose 

The  better  way  to  hud, 
To  serve  my  great  Creator, 

And  leave  the  world  behind; 
In  sin's  seducing  mazes 

I  will  no  longer  roam; 
I'll  give  my  soul  to  Jesus, 

Who  brings  the  ranscm'd  homf. 

9  And  what  shall  be  my  journey,. 
IIow  long  I'll  stay  below. 


3?l>  EVANGELICAL   IIYMXS. 

Or  what  shall  be  my  trials, 

Is  not  for  me  to  know. 
Jn  every  day  of  trouble, 

I'll  raise  my  thoughts  on  high; 
I'll  think  of  the  bright  temple, 
And  crown  above  the  sky. 
502,      8,  7. 
The  Female  Pilgrim. 

WHITJIER  go'st  thou,  pilgrim  stranger,. 
Passing  through  this  darksome  vale; 
Know'st  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail!" 

2  "Pilgrim  thou  d(,r>t  justly  call  me, 

^'and'ring  o'er  this  waste  so  wide;_ 
Yet  no  harm  will  e'er  befall  me. 

While  I'm  blest  with  such  a  guide.1* 

CHORUS, 

For  Fm  hound  for  the  Kingdom,. 

Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me? 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord! 

3  "Such  a  guide!   no  guide  attends  thee; 

Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise: 
If  a  guardian  powV  befriend  thee, 
'Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes." 
I  'Yes,  unseen — but  still,  believe  me, 
Such  a  guide  my  stops  attend; 
He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me — 
He'll  from  every  harm  defend." 
For  Vm  bound,  S,-r. 
£>  "Pilgrim,  see  that  stream*  before  theev. 
Darkly  winding  through  the  frale, 
Should  its  deadly  waves  roll  o'er  thee^ 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail]" 


Stream  of  P<a»lv 


EVANGELICAL    BHTMJCS.  37? 

"€  "No — that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 

To  its  brink  my  steps  I'll  bend; 

Thence  to  plunge  will  be  delightful; 

There  my  pilgrimage  will  end." 

For  1  'in  bound,  6,-c. 

7  While  I  gazM — with  speed  surprising 

Down  the  stream  she  plung'd  from  siglijj., 
Gazing  still,  I  saw  her  rising. 
Like  an  angel  cloth 'd  in  light. 
For  she's  gone  to  the  Kingdom, 

And  Fit  go  to  glory  with  hcrt 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord! 

503.      L.  If. 

Harvest;  or,  the  Wheat  and  tares. 

t  rpHIS  is  the  field,  the  world  below, 
JL     In  which  the  sowers  came  to  sow;. 
Jesus  the  wheat,  Satan  the  tares, 
For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares. 

CHORUS. 

And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

2  Most  awful  truth!   And  is  it  so? 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know] 
Is  every  one  a  wheat  or  tare? 

Me  for  the  harvest,  Lord,  prepare! 
For  soon  the  reaping,  &c, 

3  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet; 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  are  wheaj: 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-seeing  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise; 

And  soon  (he  reaping,  6,-c. 

4  The  tares  are  spar'd  for  various  ends, 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends; 


378  EVANGELICAL    111.. 

But  though  they  grow  so  tail  and  strong 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long; 
For  soon  the  reaping,  S,-c. 
5  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there 
To  recollect  their  stations  here, 
J  low  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  knew^, 
How  long  among  the  wheat  they  grew? 
For  soon  the  reaping,  &c. 
H  To  love  my  sins,  a  saint  t'  appear, 
To  grow  with  wheat  and  be  a  tare, 
May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below, 
Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow 
For  soon  the  reaping,  &c> 
7  Then  all  who  truly  righteous  be, 

Shall  soon  their  Father's  kingdom  see. 
But  tares  in  bundles  shall  be  bound. 
And  cast  in  hell! — O!  awful  sound! 
For  then  the  reaping,  &c. 

504.    S.  M.        Doddridge. 

The  final  sentence  and  misery  of  the  wicked.— 
Matt.  xxv.  41. 

1     k  ND  will  the  Judge  descend! 
J\.    A.nd  must  the  dead  arise' 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes! 

.2  Ami  from  his  righteous  lips 

Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound; 
And  through  the  num'rous  guilty  throng 
Spread  black  despair  around? 
3  "Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 
"To  everlasting  flame, 
For  rebel  angels  first  preparM, 
Where  mercy  never  came  ,J 


EVANGELICAL    HUGS*.  379 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day: 
When  earth  and  heav'n,  before  his  fade, 
x\stonish,d  shrink  away! 

5  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead; 
Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  SOU&&, 

What  joyful  tidings  spread! 
JB  Ye  sinners  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear: 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross. 

And  find  salvation  there. 
7  So  shall  that  curse  remove. 

By  which  the  Saviour  bled; 
And  the  last  awful  day  shall  poipr 

His  blessings  on  your  head. 

505.    P.  31.         Toplady* 

The  Jubilee. 
1  T>LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
j3  The  gladly  solemn  sound! 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come', 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home*! 
.2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim^' 
The  year  of  Jubilee,  S,c. 
3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  nought 
The  heritage  above; 
£hall  have  it  back,  unbought_< 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love: 
The  yejir  of  Jubilct 


3S0  EVANGELICAL    HYMN? 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live: 
The  year  of  Jubilee,  &c. 
J5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pard'ning  grace- 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face: 
The  year  of  Jubilee,  #c, 
f>  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made: 
Ye  weary  spirits  rest; 

Ye  mourning  souls  be  glad; 
The  year  of  Jubilee,  6,-c. 
5C6.     8,  7,  4. 
Day-Spring-. — Luke  i.  7S. 

1  f  CHRISTIAN,  see  the  orient  morning 
^J   Breaks  along  the  'heathen  sky: 

Lo!   tii'  expected  day  is  dawning — 
Glorious  Day -Spring  from  on  high! 

Hallelujah! 
Hail!   the  Day-Spring  from  on  high. 

2  Heathens  at  the  sight  are  singing; — 

Morning  wakes  the  tuneful  lay-. — 
Precious  off'rings  they  are  bringing — 
First  fruits  of  more  perfect  praise: 

Hallelujah! 
Hail!   the  Day-Spring  from  on  high. 

3  Zion's  Sun!  salvation  beaming — 

Gilding  now  the  radiant  hills; 
Rise  and  shine,  till  brighter  gleamings 
All  the  world  thy  glory  fills: 

Hallelujah! 
JJaiJ!  tiie  Day-Spring  from  on  high. 


EVANGELICAL    IIVMX5.  -3SI 

4  Then  the  vallies,  and  the  mountains, 

Breaking-  forth,  in  joy  shall  sing; 
Then  the  living  chrystal  fountains 
From  the  thirsty  ground  shall  spring: 

Halleiujah! 
Hail!   the  Day-Spring  from  on  high. 

5  While  the  wilderness  rejoices, 

Roses  shall  the  desert  cheer; 
Then  the  dumb  shall  time  their  voices* 
Blind  shall  see,  the  deaf  shall  hear. 

Hallelujah! 
Hail!  the  Day-Spring  from  on  high. 

6  Lord,  of  every  tribe  and  nation, 

Spread  the  truth  frcm  pole  to  pole — 
Spread  the  light  of  thy  salvation, 
Till  it  shine  on  every  soul: 

Hallelujah! 
Hail!  the  Day-Spring  from  on  high. 

507.       11,  10. 

Sun  of  Righteousness. 

LIGHT  of  t^e  universe,  bright  sun  of  glory! 
Rise  on  the  heathen  benighted,  and  shine; 
Disperse    ail  the    clouds  and    darkness  before 
thee,  / 

Diffuse  all  around  thy  splendour  divine. 

2  Life  of  the  world,  and  death's  potent  destruc- 

tion! 
Breathe  once  again  on  the  valley  of  bones^_ 
Soon  all  the  dead  will  be  put  into  motion, 
And  hearts  become  soft,  though  harder  than 
stones. 

3  See!   Lucifer  falling,  son  of  the  morning! 

Demons  to  caverns  of  darkness  retire, 

They  cannot  endure  the  "Spirit  of  burning*9— 

They  cannot  withstand  Omnipotent  ire  - - 


jyj  EVANGELICAL    KYltlfe. 

4  Nov.-  is  the  ensign  of  mercy  displaying! 

Now  is  the  banner  of  .Tesus  unfurl 'd; 
And  thousands  of  souls  this  moment  are  pray- 
ing 
His  Kingdom  may  spread  all  over  the  world. 

5  Bright  Sun   of   Righteousness!   clad   in   thy 

glory, 
Rise  on  the  nations  benighted,  and  shine; 
Disperse  all  the  clouds  and  darkness  before 

thee, 
Diffuse  all  around  thy  splendour  divine. 

508.    S.  M.        Hammond. 
<,    Lamb  of  God. 

1  4  WAKE  and  sing  the  song 
J\.  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb, 
Wake  every  heart  and  every  tongue. 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 

Sing  of  his  rising  pow'r, 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 

For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 
.3  Sing  on  your  heav'nly  way, 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  sing, 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 

In  Christ  th'  eternal  King. 
4  Soon  shall  ye  hear  him  say, 

Ye  blessed  children,  come; 
Soon  will  he  call  you  hence  away, 

And  take  his  pilgrims  home. 

509.       C.  ML 
Evening   hymn. 
1  TTVVTHER  in  heav'n!  to  thee  I  bend. 
'JH     To  thee  I  lift  my  prayer: 


.xgelical  HrsfftT.  363> 

Vouchsafe,  Divine  Almighty  Friend, 
Thy  suppliant  voice  to  hear. 

2  If  lur'd  by  pleasure's  specious  wiles', 

By  shadowy  hopes  or  fears, 
If  earthly  joys  have  waken'd  smiles, 
Or  earthly  sorrows  tears; 

3  If  fail'n  from  Thee,  and  Thy  commands. 

(And  fail'n  I  must  appear,) 
Before  Thee,  Lord,  thy  creature  stands , 
A  suppliant  sincere. 

4  Oh  be  this  day's  offence  forgiven, 

This  night  with  slumbers  blest; 
And  pious  trust  in  pard'ning  Heaven 
The  pillow  of  my  rest. 

510.    C.  M.        H.  K.  White. 
Gi~eatness  of  God. — Isa.  xl.  12 — 15-- 

1  rilHE  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might, 

J_    The  winds  obey  his  will: 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heav'nly  heighty 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar! 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 
2  Howl  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine^ 
Without  the  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not  in  the  mountain  pine 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 
1  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar: 
In  distant  peal  it  dies: 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car. 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 
d  Ye  nations  bend — in  reverence  bend; 
Ye  mongrels  wait  l*is  nod:  ' 


c5«4  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS, 

And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend, 
To  celebrate  your  God1; 

511.      8,  »tu 

The  unchanging  God, 

".Heaven  and  earlh  shall  pass  away,  but  my  words  shtflj 
not  pass  away.*— '■Malt.  xxiv.  35. 

1  TUfOVV  bright  is  yonder  sun, 
-I-  i   In  morning'  splendor  drest! 
All  nature  hails  the  glorious  one. 

And  rises  from  her  rest. 

2  Yet  all  shall  pass  away, 

Heav'n's  highest  orbs  shall  fade, 
And  this  fair  lovely  earth  decay, 
A  wild  and  fleeting  shade. 

3  But  my  eternal  Lord, 

Thou  ever  art  the  same, 
Unmov'd,  unchangeable  thy  word. 
All  glorious  thy  name! 

4  My  Father  and  my  friend, 

Thou  Lord  of  light  above, 
Thy  mercy  hath  no  bound,  no  end,— * 
Eternal  is  thy  love! 

5  A  frail  and  guilty  thing, 

To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye; 
And  while  to  Jesus'  cross  I  clings 
Thy  wrath  shall  pass  me  by. 

6  On  that  most  wond'rous  day, 

Of  visions  strange,  unknown. 
When  mortal  life  shall  glide  away, 
O!  leave  me  not  alone! 

7  But  tell  me  I  am  thine; 

That  word  shall  soothe  my  heart. 
And  joy  shall  o'er  my  spirit  shine. 

f#y\  4   0  8  ' ' 


EVANGELICAL    HY3fN9. 

C  And  swiftly  borre  on  high, 
On  seraph's  wing-  of  lire, 
I'll  join  the  music  of  the  sky1, 
With  an  imirrortal  lyre! 
512.      L.  M. 
Bright  icorld  of  glory, 

1  rjlHERE  is  a  world  of  glory  bright. 

_I_     A  peaceful  home  beyond  t:  e  skies— 
Where  Jesus  reigns  enthron'd  in  light, 
Where  holy  songs  of  angels  rise, 

2  There  is  a  realm  beyond  compare — 

A  happy  home  where  seraphs  dwell- 
A  land  of  love — so  bright  and  fair, 
Its  loveliness  no  tongue  can  tell. 

3  There  is  a  place,  a  place  of  rest, 

Where  heav'n-born  souls  shall  all  repair* 
And  dwell  with  Christ,  supremely  blest, 
Yea,  dwell  a  long  forever  there. 

4  There  is  a  region  bright  and  pure, 

Where  reign  the  blessed  rtbtES  in  one? 
To  Christian  pilgrims  'tis  secure — 

'Twas  purchas'd  by  th*  Eternal  Sox. 
3  It  is  a  home  of  Love  and  Peace, 

A  land  where  sorrow  is  not  known; 
Where  happiness  shall  never  cease, 

For  perfect  bliss  surrounds  the  throne 

6  This  holy  place  of  bliss  divine- 

Needs  not  the  breeze — tbe  cooling  air, 
Nor  shall  the  sun  with  brilliance  shine, 
The  Lamb  of  God  illumines  t 

7  No  stars  shall  shine  with  lustre  bright, 

No  full-orb'd  moon  shall  there  appear — 
For  Christ,  who  is  eternal  light, 
With  glory  fills  that  shining  spheje^ 
% 


38b  EVANGELICAL    HTWWfr. 

8  Tliere  harps  are  tun'd,  yea,  harps  of  gold* — 

There  forms,  too  bright  for  mortal  eye — 
But  stop — can  mortal  pow'r  unfold 
The  glories  of  the  upper  sky! 

9  In  vain — 'tis  not  to  mortals  giv'ja 

To  paint  that  pure,  that  bright  abode — 
No  pen,  no  tongue,  beneath  yon  heav'n. 
Can  trace  the  dwelling  place  of  God' 

513.      L.  3VL 

Jesus  the  Pilgrim *s  friend. 

1  rrjIIERE  is  a  heaven  in  yonder  skies, 

JL     \  heaven  where  pleasure  never  du 
A  heav'n  I  sometimes  hope  to  sec, 
Again  I  fear  'tis  not  for  me: 

But  Jesus,  Jesus  is  my  friend,  O  hallelujah* 
Hallelujah!  Jesus  T  Jesus  is  my  friend! 

2  The  way  is  difficult  and  straight, 
And  narrow  is  the  gospel  gate; 
How  many  dangers  are  therein-  - 
How  many  snares  to  take  me  in! 

But  Jesus,  Sec, 

3  I  travel  in  a  world  of  woes, 
Through  conflicts  sore  my  spirit  gee*; 
The  tempter  cries,  "You  ne'er  shaU'stana 
Nor  reach  fair  Canaan's  happy  land:'*' 

But  Jesus,  <$c 

4  The  way  of  danger  I  am  in, 
Beset  with  devils,  men  and  sin; 
But  in  this  way  the  track  I  see, 

And  mark'd-  with  blood  it  seems  to  be.. 
Sweet  Jesus,  S,c. 

5  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  what  will, 
His  footsteps  J  will  follow  still: 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  3S7 

Through  dangers  thick  and  dread  alarms, 
I  shall  be  safe  in  Lis  dear  arms: 
For  Jesiis,  <8,e. 
G  Then,  O  my  soul,  ari-se  and  sing — 

Yonder's  thy  Saviour,  Friend,  and  King-; 
With  sweetest  smiles  he  now  looks  do>vt4 
And  says,  "Press  on  and  win  the  crown.** 
Sweet  Jesv.s,  dfc. 

7  " Prove  faithful  yet  a  few  more  days, 
Fight  the  g.ocvl  fight,  and  win  the  race — 
And  the*h  thy  soul  with  me  shall  reign — 
Thy  head  a  crown  of  glory  gain," 

Sweet  Jesus,  6,-c. 

8  "My  flesh  shall  skimber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet'-s  joyful  sound; 

Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise*-. 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise/' 
Sweet  Jesiis,  6,-c. 

514.        7s. 

This  mortal  must  put  on  immortality,  and  we  shall 
be  ever  with  the  Lord. 

1  "W7"  AY- WORN  pilgrim,  child  of  fears, 

TV     Cease  thy  sorrows,  dry  thy  tears;- 
8oon  thou  shalt  thy  Saviour  see, 
Soon  shalt  with  that  Saviour  be. 

2  Soon  tlMt  pulse  shall  throb  no  more, 
Heay'n  has  life,  when  life  is  o'er — 
For  this  mortal  shall  be  free, 
Cloth'd  with  Immortality! 

3  List,  ye  weary;  list,  ye  faint; 
List  the  martyr  and  the  saint; 
List  the  young,  whose  panting  soul, 
Ardent  eyes  the  distant  ge:J: 


3S8  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

4  List  the  old,  whose  selling  sun 
Speaks  that  goal  already  won; 
Ye  who  tremble,  ye  who  sigh, 
Ye,  who,  living,  daily  die: — 

5  List,  from  heav'n  (he  Saviour's  voice 
Bids  you,  'midst  your  tears,  rejoice, — 
Tells  of  worlds  to  earth  unknown, — 
Calls  those  blissful  worlds  your  own# 

6  Yes,  ye  si i all  your  Saviour  see; 
Soon  shall  with  that  Sstvicnr  he; 
Where  this  mortal  shall  be  free,  • 
Cloth'd  with  immortality! 

7  Sinner,  list!  the  bolt  is  hurl'd! 
Time's  no  more! — here  ends  this  world 
Rocks  arc  falling- — worlds  decay, 
Heaven  and  earth  have  pass'd  away! 

8  Thou  the  Saviour  too  must  see, 
Saviour,  not,  alas!  to  thee; 
■Mortal  gladly  wouldst  thou  be, 
Death  thy  Immortality! 

515.    P.  M.        Campbell. 
The  way  to  Zlon. 
1  nnllERE  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 

JL     Where  streams  of  joy  forever  roll; 
?Tis  there  I  have  my  treasure, 

And  there  I  long  to  rest  my  soul. 
Long  darkness  dwelt  around  mef 

With  scarcely  once  a  cheering  ray. 
But  since  my  Saviour  found  me 
A  lamp  has  shin'd  along  my  way. 
U  My  way  is  full  of  danger, 

But  His  the  path  that  leads  to  God„ 
And  like  a  faithful  soldier, 

I'll  boldly  march  ajpngr  the  rozl- 


EVANGELICAL    OYXNS.  389 

Xow  I  must  gird  my  sword  on, 

My  breastplate,  helmet,  and  my   shield, 

And  fight  the  hosts  of  Satan, 

Until  I  reach  the  heavenly  field. 

3  I'm  on  the  way  to  Zion, 

Still  guided  by  my  Saviour's  hand: 
O,  come  along,  poor  sinners, 

And  see  Hhmamiel'5  happy  land: 
To  all  that  stay  behind  me, 

I  bid  a  long,  a  long  farewell; 
Come  now,  or  you'll  repent  it, 

When  you  reach  the  gates  of  hell. 

4  The  vale  of  tears  surrounds  me, 

And  Jordan's  current  rolls  before; 
Oh!  how  I  stand  and  tremble 

To  hear  the  dismal  waters  roar: 
Whose  hand  shall  tne     support  me. 

And  keep  my  soul  fr    n  sinking  there — 
From  sinking  down  to  darkness, 

And  to. the  regions  of  despair? 

5  This  stream  shall  pot  afirigl  (  me, 

Although  'tis  deeper  than  the  grave; 
If  Jesus  stand  beside  me 

I'll  smooth l)i  ride  on'Jordan's  wave: 
His  word  has  calufd  the  ocean, 

His  lamp  has  eheer'd  the  gloomy  vale;" 
Oh!  shall  this  friend  be  with  me 

While  o'er  the  swelling  flood  I  sail? 

6  Come  then,  thou  king  of  terrors, 

And  with  thy  dagger  lay  me  low — 
1*11  sooner  reach  these  regions 

Where  everlasting  pleasures  grow. 
O,  sinners!  shall  I  leave  you, 

No  more  to  join  your  social  band; 
No  more  to  stand  beside  you, 

Tiil  at  the  judgmen;  staodT 


390  EVANGELICAL    I1YMM:. 

7  Soon  the  arch  angel's  trumpet 

Shall  rock  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole. 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature 

Shall  in  a  moment  cease  to  roll: 
Then  we  shall  see  the  Saviour, 

Vv  ith  shining  ranks  of  angels,  come 
To  execute  his  vengeance, 

And  take  his  faithful  servant  home. 

510.      C.  31. 

The  Zion  Traveller. 

1  "VTK  weary,  heavy  laden  souls, 
-B-     Who  are  oppressed  sore, 
Ye  trav'llers  through  the  wilderness, 

To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore; 
Through  chilling  winds  and  beating  rain*.. 

A  p  d  w  a  1  c  rs  d  e  e  p  an d  cold, 
And  enemies  surrounding  you — 

Tafce  courage  atid  be   bold.. 
■2  Though  stormy  winds  and  tempests  ri$c. 

And  sweep  the  desert  round, 
And  fiery  serpents  oft  appear 

Through  the  enchanted  ground — 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  our  skies? 

A:-!  dragons  often  roar, 
Yet  while  the  gospel  trump  we  hear, 

We'll  press  for  Canaan's  shore. 
3  We're  often  like  the  lonesome  dove. 

In  her  bereaved  state; 
From  hill  to  hill,  from  vale  to  vale^ 

She  mourns  her  absent  mate: 
But  Canaan's  land  is  just  before, 

Sweet  spring  is  coming  on, 
A  t^w  more  beating  wines  and  raifis^ 

And  winter  will  be  gone. 


EVANGELICAL    IIYMXS.  39i 

4  Sometimes,  like  B»ountaies,  to  the  sky, 
Cold  Jordan's  billows  roar, 
"Which -often  makes  the  pilgrims  fear. 

They  never  shall  get  o'er: 
But  let  us  gain  mount  Pisgah's  top. 

And  i»iew  the  vernal  plain; 
To  fright  our  souls,  let  Jordan  roar. 
And  hell  may  rage  in  vain. 
,5  Methinks  I  now  begin  to  see 
The  borders  of  that  land; 
The  trees  of  Hie,  with  heaV'nly  fruit, 

In  beauteous  order  st*nd: 
The  wirt'ry  season  s  past  and  gone, 

Sweet  ilowers  now  appear, 
The  fiftieth  year  will  soon  roll  round— 
The  great  Sabbatic  year. 
*)  O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 
To  my  believing  eyes, 
Mettirnks  I  see  Jerusalem, 

A  city  in  the 
Bright  angels  whisper  me  away — 

"O  come,  my  brother,  come," 
And  I  am  willing  to  be  gone 
To  my  eternal  home. 
7  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
j  are  to  Canaan  bou»d: 
And  should  we  never  meet  again 
Till  the  last   trump  shall  sound, 
I  hope  that  I  shall  meet  you  there. 

On  that  delightful  shore; 
In  peaceful  realms  of  endless  bliss, 
Where  parting  is  no  more. 

.517.     8,  7.         Campbell. 
Trials  here — Glory  hereafter, 
1  TT\ARK  and  stormy  is  the  desert, 

A/   Tliro'  which  pilgrims  make  their  \?£% 


892  EVANGELICAL    KTBBS& 

Yet,  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow, 
I  ie  the  fields  of  endless  day. 

Fiends  loud  howling1  in  the  tempest 
Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 

And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 
Often  lay  their  courage  low. 

2  On  young  soldiers,  do  you  murmur 

At  the  troubles  of  the  way! 
Do  your  hearts  begin  to  fail  yon, 

And  your  vigour  to  decay'? 
Jesus,  Jesus  shall  defend  you, 

He  shall  lead  you  to  his  throne,—     t 
He  that  oy'd  his  garments  for  you, 

And  the  wine-press   trod  alone: — 

3  lie  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, — 

He  who  bade  the  planets  roll; 
He  who  riles  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  tho  whole 
Round  hiin  see  ten  thousand  angels,. 

Ready  to  reoeive  command; — 
They  are  ever  watching  round  you* 

Till  you  reach  the  heav'nly  land.. 

4  There  on  f'ow'ry  fjeldsof  pleasure,, 

And  the  hills  of  endless  rest, 
Love,  and  Joy,  and  Peace,  shall  ever 

Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 
"Who  c-cii  paint  '.he  scenes  of  glory, 

Where  the  ran  so  in*  J  dwell  <>n  high — 
Where  tl  e  golden  harps  forever 

Sound  redemption  round  the  sky! 
j  There  a  million  flaming  seraphs. 

Fly  across  the  heav'nly  plain; 
There  they  sing  immortal  praises — 

Glory!  Glory!  is  their  strain. 
But  T  think  a.  sweeter  concert 

Makes  the  ehrystal  archer" 


EVANGELICAL    HYMXS.  393 

And  a  song  is  heard  iu  Zion, 

Which  the  angels  Cannot  sing. 
§  See  the  heav'nly  host  in  rapture 

(iaze  upon  thib  shining  band, 
W'ondYing  at  their  costly  garments^ 

And  tiie  laurels  in  their  hand. 
There,  upon  the  golden  pavement, 

See  the  ransonvd  march  along' — 
"While  the  splendid  courts  of  glory 

Sweetly  echo  to  their  song. 
?   But  behold!  in  whiter  garments, 

Some  are  marching  on  before; 
Oh!  their  crowns  how  bright  they  sparkle-: 

Such  as  monarchs  never  wore: 
These  were  shepherds,  faithful  servants 

In  the  cause  of  Christ  below; 
They  shall  now,  in  peace  forever, 

Sit  on  thrones  as  white  as  snow. 
9  p.ound  them  see  the  lambs  they  gatherM — 
the  docks  they  fed  with  care; 
Now  they're  come  to  richer  pastures; 

Jesus  is  their  shepherd  here. 
Hail!   ye  holy,  happy  spirits! 

Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear, 
Sin  and  sorrow,  pal.,  and  anguish 

Shall  no  more  disturb  yon  here. 
9  Sinners  here  shall  not  deride  you, 

Though  they  vexM  you  while  below: 
Now  they're  gone,  and  gone  forever, 

To  the  gulph  of  endless  woe. 
Now,  methinks,  I  hear  from  tophet 

Cries  more  dreadful  than  the  rest? 
Some  appear  in  greater  anguish, 

And  with  sorer  vengeance  pressM. 
IV  "Ah!"  they  cry,  "we  heard  the  gospel^ 

"Where  ;ke-Loyd  revived  his, cause— * 


31*4  "EVANGELICAL    HYMNS* 

""Saw  how  numbers  bow'd  before  l^w: 

"Yet  we  still  refus'd  Ids  laws: 
ftWe  rejected  every  warning — 

"Scofn'd  the  penitential  tear: 

We  despis'd  the  calls  of  mercy; 

"Now  we. lie  in  fetters  here!" 
11  Sinners,  will  you  come  to  Jesus? 

O  that -you  would  come  to-day! 
Come,  before  the  sword  of  vengeance 

Cut  you  down  in  folly's  way. 
Soon  the  harvest  will  be  gathered, 

And  the  sheaves  collected  home; 
Then,  in  vain,  you'll  cry  for  mercy, 

And,  in  vain,  may  wish  to  come. 

519.     P.  M.        J.  M.  Good. 

JF&ch  and  pray. — Matt.  xxvi.  %1. 

1   "g"    TFE  is  a  sea, — how  fair  its  face, 

JLl    How  smooth  its  dimpling  waters  paos, 

Its  canopy  how  pure! 
But  rocks  below,  and  tempests  sleep, 
Insidious,  o'er  the  glassy  deep, 

Nor  leave  an  hour  secure. 
f2  Life  is  a  wilderness, — beset 

With  tang'ling  thorns,  and  treach'reus  nflfc, 

And  prowl'd  by  beasts  of  prey, 
One  path  alone  conducts  aright, 
One  narrow  path,  with  lit'ie  light: 

A  thousand  lead  astray. 
i3  Life  is  a  warfare, — and  alike 
Prepared  to  parley,  or  to  strike, 

The  practis'c  foe  draws  nigh. 
O,  hold  no  truce!  less  dang'rous  far 
To  stand,  and  all  his  phalanx  dare; 

'Than  trust  his  specious  lie. 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  393 

V-r  its  form,  whale 'cr  its  i; 
While  life  is  lent  to  man  below, 

One  duty  stands  con  Test, — 
To  watch  incessant,  firm  of  mica. 
And  watcil  where'er  the  pest  assign'd. 

And  leave  to  God  the  rest. 

5  'Twas  w/iil-r  tijey  watch'd,  with  lamp  in  ham:  ' 
And  oil  well  stor'd 

The  bridal  pomp  descried; 
They  join'd  it, — and  the  heav'nly  gate 
That  op'd  to  them  its  glorious  state,        f 
Was  clos'd  on  all  b? 
8  Watch!   watch  and  pray!   in  suffering' hour; 
Thus  He  exciaim'd,  who  felt  its  pow'r, 

And  triumpr'd  in  the  strife. 
Victor  of  Death!   thy  voice  I  hear: 
I'll  watch  and  pray  through  life's  career* 
And  only  cea?je  with  life. 

519.       P.  M. 
Xanging  to  ccc  Jeaus. — John  xii.  21. 

1  £~\  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
vJ^    And  reign  with  him  above: 
And  from  the  flowing-  fountains 

Drink  everlasting-  love? 
When  shall  I  be  deliver "d 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  captain's  gone  before: 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

tells  me  not  to  fear: 
And  if  I  do  prove  faithful 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  srivfi*. 


39G  EVANGELICAL    HDIX?. 

And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
Eternal  life  shall  live. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

(Jn  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow; 

I  bid  it  all  adieu; 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful 7 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  the  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  do'nt  forget  to  pray: 
Gird  on  the  heav'nly  armor, 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
And  when  the  battle's  ended, 

We'll  reign  with  him  above. 

5  O,  do  not  be  discourag'd, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend; 
And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refuse  to  send; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  yen, 

Though  often  you  request; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer 

And  take  you  up  to  rest. 

520.         8,  7,  4. 
Matt.  xi.  2?. 

1  "f*OME  to  me,  all  ye  that  labor,** 
V_y  "Heavy  laden"  and  opprest — 
Come  to  me,  ye  sons  of  sorr 

"I  will  give  you  peace  and  rest;'v 
( ..  come  hither, 
And  partake  a  Saviour's  I"v^ 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  39^7 

A  re  ye  poor,  and  ask  my  Spirit? 

Are  you  frail,  and  seek  my  grace! 
Do  ye  lean  upon  my  merit 

Only  for  your  righteousness1 
Humbly  seek  me, 

As  your  dearest,  only  hope, 
'Mid  the  frailties  of  your  nature — 

'Mid  temptation,  scum  and  grief— 
-'Mid  the  trials  that  await  you 

When  in  vain  you  ask  relief; 
Ever  near  you, 

I  will  be  a  present  aid. 
Though  in  devious  paths  of  error. 

From  your  shepherd  frail  ye  stray. 
Still  ye  shall  not  wander  ever, 

Back  I'll  bring  you  to  my  way; 
??till  beside  you, 

Ever  watchful  for  your  good. 
Soon  the  victor's  crown  I'll  ^ive  you— 

Soon  shall  ye  the  haven  gain, 
Enter  heaven's  portals  singing, 

'Mid  the  bright  angelic  train- 
Ever,  ever 

With  your  Saviour  there  to  reign:. 

521.       P.  M. 

Broken-hearted,  lueep  no  more!1 


1  T>ROKE\-hearted,  weep 
JD  Hear  what  comfort  he  ] 


no  more! 
be  hath  spoken., 
Smoking  flax  who  ne'er  hath  quenched,  " 
Bruised  reed  who  ne'er  hath  broke n^ — 
"Ye  who  wander  here  below, 
" Heavy  laden  as  ye  go, 
"Come  with  grief,  with  sin  opprr,  W 
"Come  to  me^  and  be  at  reiiT 


[ 

— 
-  ■  -  :  ■  z  — 
eater  lov-  ;  *>« 

Id  up  lii«  for  tr 
•  -  Bought  with  paasr  awl  tear  lad  s%h> 
•Turn  and  L\e! — ■ 

U  - 

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Hearea  is  pr 
I 

— 
I  look  up    l  i.im, 

Be  nAese  is  Ibc  ooema  — 


-jotft  »  always  (tee- 
vypiog  §oo!s  to  gladden: 
Xm  calls — **Come  oat 

Weary,  beary  laden; — w 
Ybfjn*h  year  sins,  like  moor. 

m  as  joa  an  him  y&j9 
All  shall  be  forgi- 

-,  me&izALz,  I  hear  one  say^ 
I  wrH  rcctore  to  .- 
IT  he  take  my  guilt  am 

tfcall^iraise  Lil.  — 
^ming*  mercy,  bow  it  flc 
w  my  soul  dcth  feel  it: 
Half  bas  never  yet  be'; 
I  want  to  tell  . 

Oh,  the  wood'rodft  stor;>  — 
I  was  lost,  tot  cow  am  found, 
!  Glory! 
re,  a^d  bearer* '- 
;.  ,-:  — 
Brightest  seraphs  shoot  •€*> 

The  Satkmtrs  i 
1  CM  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 

:  lay  weary  troobled  spi 
Xow  l*fcii  rest  with  the*: 

:   -       ■-.>-..   \  -. :   i   ...  .  -'  y:  • 
While  in  thy  dear  i 

d  cahoot  hort  me, 


100  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS, 

2  Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praises  through  the  sky* 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory/ 

Glory  to  the  Father  give, 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praises,  all  that  live! 
B  Now  I'll  sing  my  Saviour's  merit- 
Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name, 
That  if  any  want  his  Spirit, 

He  is  still  the  very  same. 
He  that  asketh  soon  receiveth, 

He  that  seeks  is  sure  to  find; 
Whosoe'er  on  him  believeth, 

He  will  never  cast  behind. 
4  Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glorious  Christ  of  heav'nly  birth.; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praises  through  the  earth* 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  to  the  Spirit  he; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

To  the  sacred  one  in  three. 
*>  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleadiagr, 

With  his  Father,  and  our  Go,\l; 
And  for  us  is  interceding, 

As  the  purchase  of  bis  hlood: 
Now,  methinks,  I  hear  him  praying   . 

Father!  save  them — I  have  died; 
And  the  Father  answers,  saying. 

They  are  freely  justified. 
6  Worthy,  worthy,  worthy,  w§rthv- 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Worthy,  "worthy,  worthy,  worthy, 

Who  bath  wafhMus  in' Ms  blood- 


EVANGELICAL    HYMNS.  401 

Holy,  Loly,  holy,  L 

Holy  is  the  Lord  of  hosts, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  holy, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

524.     7,  6. 

Tlie  happy  pilgrim. 

1  X   LOVE  my  blessed  Saviour, 
JL   I  feel  I'm  in  his  favor, 
And  I  am  his  forever — 

Oh,  may  I  faithful  prove: 
And  now  I'm  bound  for  Canaan, 
I  feel  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  soon  shall  get  to  heaven, 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 

2  Though  sinners  may  deride  me, 
And  unbelievers  chide  me, 
Yet  nothing  shall  divide  me 

From  Jesus  my  dear  friend. 
Supported  by  his  power, 
I  long  to  see  the  hour 
That  bids  my  spirit  tour, 

And  all  my  sorrows  end. 

3  The  pleasing  time  is  hast'ning, 
My  feeble  frame  is  wasting. 
While  Fm  engaged  in  praising, 

Constrained  by  his  love. 
When  yonder  shining  orders, 
Who  sing  on  Canaan's  borders, 
Shall  bear  me  to  their  Lord,  there 

I'll  sing  his  praise  above. 
5  Farewell,  Fm  bound  for  glory. 
How  pleasing  is  the  story! 
Those  shining  worlds  before  me 

Invite  me  to  begone. 


402  SVAftOELlCAL    ITVMN^. 

Had  I  an  angel's  pinions, 

I'd  range  the  bright  dominions. 

And  join  the  shining  millions, 

Who're  shouting  round  the  throne. 
5  How  sweet  the  smile  of  Jesus, 
While  millions  sound  his  praises; 
The  rapture  still  increases 

Through  th'  etherial  plains. 
My  flesh  and  spirit  failing, 
]Uy  soul  in  transports  hailing, 
Bright  seraphs  in  their  dwelling — 

1  sing  immortal  strains. 

525.       8,  7,  4. 

Condition  of  unconverted  relatives  lament  d. 
;*  I  have  great  heaviness   and  continual   sorrow   ja   is. 
heart  ....  for  mv  brethren,  iny  kinsmen  accord  in 
to  the  flesh."— Rom.  ix.  2,  3. 

1  ^\II!  what  crowds  are  bound  for  ruin! 
V-r    Hastening  down  to  endless  wytm. 
While  their  danger  we  are  viewing, 

Streams  of  tender  sorrow  flow. 

Lord,  prevent  them, 
Or  to  ruin  they  must  go. 

2  See  our  kinsmen — near  relations-—* 

Dear  companions  all  around — 
Brothers,  sisters,  children,  parents. 
Down  to  endless  ruin  bound. 

Jesus,  save  them, 
Let  the  lost  again.be  found. 
IJ  Death,  it  may  be,  now  is  near  them; 
Soon  they'll  feel  his  cold  embrace: 
Gracious  heaven!  shall  we  hear  them 
Mourn  thy  long  rejected  grace! 

Lord,  constrain  them 
J\row  to  seek  the  Saviour's  face 


EVANGELICAL    IIV3INS.  4Q3 

4  Oh,  the  solemn  separation, 

At  thy  great  tremendous  bar! — 
Mourning,  weeping,  lamentation, 
When  their  final  doom  they  hear 

Lost  forever, 
In  the  gulph  of  dark  despair. 

5  Lord  display  thy  matchless  power; 

Pierce  their  stubborn  hearts  of  stone. 
Make  them  dread  that  awful  hour — 
J3ow  them,  Lord,  bj^ore  thy  throne, 

Jesus,  save  them, 
Save,  O!  save  them  for  thine  own. 

526.     P.  Ill         Newton. 

Conversion  of  Zaccheus. 

1  rpACCHEUS  climb 'd  the  tree, 
£j    And  thought  himself  unknown^ 
But  how  surpris'd  was  he 

When  Jesus  call'd  him  down! 
The  Lord  beheld  him,  though  conceal'd . 
And  by  a  word  his  power  reveal'd. 

2  Wonder  and  joy  at  once 

Were  painted  in  his  face; 
"Does  he  my  name  pronounce, 

"And  does  he  know  my  case? 
"Will  Jesus  deign  with  me  to  dine? 
"Lord,  I,  with  all  I  have,  am  thine.'/ 

3  Thus,  where  the  gospel's  preach'd, 

And  sinners  come  to  hear, 
The  hearts  of  some  are  reach 'd, 

Before  they  are  aware: 
The  word  directly  speak?  to  them, 
And  seems  to  point  them  out  by  name. 

4  'Tis  curiosity, 

Oft  brings  them  in  the  war. 


401  nvAXOEi.rcAL  HYU 

Only  the  man  to  see, 

And  Lear  what  he  can  say; 
But  how-  the  sinner  starts  to  find, 
Tnle  preacher  knows  his  inmost  rnind! 
5  His  long  forgotten  faults 

Are  brought  again  in  view, 
And  all 

Reveal'd  in  public  too: 
Though  cornpass'd  with  a  crowd  about. 
The  searching  wo^  has  found  hira  out! 
0  While  thus  distressing  pain 

And  suirow  fills  Lis  heart, 
lie  i  ea  s  a  voice  again, 

Tl  at  Lids  his  fears  depart: 
Then,  like  Zaccheus  lie  is  blest, 
And  Jesus  deigns  to  be  his  guest. 

527.     C.  ML         Tappan. 
Extension  of  the  Redeemer* $  kingdom. 
1    ~W    ONG  liath  the  crescent's  glittering  sig 
M-A   On  Salem's  temple  shone, 

hath  Jehovah's  awful  shrine, 
1  desolate  and  lone. 
£  The  terts  of  Midian  tribes  unblest, 
On  ShinahTs  plains  Lave  spread; 
Th>  r'a  foot  hath  rudely  prest 

led. 
'.)  Tint  Shiloh  comes  to  bless  the  land, 
tore; 
Lo,  1'Morn,  with  Assyria's   band, 
On  (  lore. 

4  Fair  »  -  all  hear  his  voice, 

With  Sharon's  il  rejoice, 

som  as  the 


LICAL   HTM 

5  No  more  shall  Zion's  daughter  mourn, 
Nor  captive  Judab  sight 

Jchovah  shall  her  walls  2 

And  brifl^  fJigb. 

|06      L.  M.         By  G.  X.  G ,  ofjf.  Jersey. 

Th*  Jud^ 

1   XTARK:  hear  the  trumpet's  dreadful  roar. 
J-JL  The  sound  extends  from  shore  to  shore. 
Announcing  time  to  be  no  more, 
And  thy  dread  reign  Eternity. 
e  Faulted 
-Lie  guards  the  Judge  attend, 
Array *d  in  splendor  they  descend, 
In  pomp  and  awful  majt 

3  What  glory  now  that  head  a<: 

That  once  was  crown'd  with  rugged  t: 
How  chang'd  the  man  who  dwelt  with  worms. 
And  groan  M  and  died  on  Cal 

4  His  voice  death's  iron  slumbers  breaks, 

iead  from  their  long  sleep  awake, 
,i  all  nature  q»:  1 
And  waits  her  final 
i  now  the  dead,  both  small  and  great, 
m  him  the  solemn  sentence  wait, 
clj  shall  decide  their  endless  state; 
-  ery. 

6  The  saints  that  kept  his  holy  word, 

him  receive  a  large  reward, 
And  dwell  in  rnaQsiomvwar  their  Lord. 
And  reign  with  him  eternally. 

7  But  on  his  foes  who  dared  rebel, 

He  frow  em  down  to  bey, 

I  dwell. 
In  pain,  despair,  and  misery: 


406  EVANGELICAL    IIYMN3. 

529.  C.  M.        Yotnc. 

Suh  mission. 

1  /"\UR  hearts  are  fasten'd  to  the  woittf 
V_J  By  strong  and  num'rous  ties; 
And  every  sorrow  cuts  a  string, 

And  urges  us  to  rise. 

2  When  God  would  kindly  set  us  free} 

And  earth's  enchantment  end; 
He  takes  the  most  effectual  means, 

And  robs  U9  of  a  friend. 
8  Since  vain  all  here,  all  future,  vast. 

Embrace  the  lot  assigned; 
Heav'n  wounds  to  heal,  its  frowns  are  friend 

Its  strokes  severe,  most  kind. — 

4  To  final  good  the  worst  events, 

Through  secret  channels  run: 
Finished  for  saints,  their  destin'd  coursed 
As  'twas  for  saints  begun. 

5  O!  for  that  summit  of  my  wish. 

While  here  I  draw  my  breath, 
That  promise  of  eternal  bliss — 
A  glorious  smile  in  death. 

530,  8,  7.        Tappan. 
Rest  in  Heaven 

il  FT^HERE  is  an  hour  of  peaoeful  resf^. 
JL     To  mourning  wanderers  given; 
There  is  a  tear  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 
'  Tis  found  above,  in  heaven, 
.2  There  is  a  soft,  a  downy  bed, 
'  j  is  fair  as  breath  of  even; 
A  couch  fur  weary  mortals  spread, 
Where  they  may  rest  the  aching  head.. 
And  find  repose  in  heaven. 


EVANGLLICAL    IlYM^?.  407 

3  There  is  a  home  for  weeping  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven; 
When  tost  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  dear — 'tis  heaven. 

4  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearful  eye, 

The  heart  with  anguish  riven; 
And  vieivsthe  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

5  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom, 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb, 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 
531.     P.  M.         Loomis. 
The  Babylonian  Captivity.— Ps.  137, 
LONG  the  banks  where  Babel's  current 
flows,  [stray'd, 

Our  captive  bands  in   deep   despondence 
While  Zion's  fall  in  sad  remembrance 'rose, 
Her  friends,  her  children  mingled  with  the 
dead. 

2  The  tuneless   harp,  that  once  with  joy  we 

strung, 
When  praise  employed  and  mirth  inspir'd 

the  lay. 
In  mournful  silence  on  the  willows  hung, 
And  growing  grief  prolong'd   the  tedious 

day. 

3  The  barb'rous  tyrents,  to  increase  the  woct 

With  taunting  smiles  a  song  of  Zion  claim; 
Bid  sacred  praise  in  strains   melodious 
While  they  blaspheme  the  great  Jehorah'fl 
name. 


'A 


40S  EVANGELICAL    HYTO13. 

4  But  how,   in  heathen   chains  and  lands  un- 
known, 
S       i  Israel's  sons  a  song  of  Zion  raise? 
()!   hapless  >"'alem,  God's  terrestrial  throne, 
land  of  glory, sacred  mount  of  praise! 
<•>  If  e'er  my  memory  lose  thy  lovely  name, 

If  my  cold  heart  neglect  my  kindred  race. 
Let  dire  destruction  seize  this  guilty  frame; 
_>iy  hand  shall  perish,  and  my  voice  shall 
ase. 
6  Yet   shall   the  Lord,  who  hears  when  Zioa 
calls, 
O'ertake  her  fees  with  terror  and  dismay; 
His  arm  avenge  her  desolated  walls, 
And  raise  her  children  to  eternal  day. 

532.     C.  At.  Dobdridcf. 

Running-  the  Christian  race. — Phil.  iii.  12 — 14. 

1  A  WAKE  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve,. 
J\-  And  press  with  vigor  en; 

A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeaL 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high: 
*Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize* 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around, 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  Way. 

4  Bless'd  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee. 

Have  we  our  race  begun; 
And  crown'd  with  vict'rv,  at  thy  feet 
We  lav  our  laurels  down. 


1RH 


FVAXGLLICAL    IIYMXS. 

5:53.     P.  M.        Rippon. 

.  14. 
EJOICE.  the  Lord  is  King-, 


four  God  and  King  adore: 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  - 
And  triumph  ever  more! 

p  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice.. 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  rci_ 

The  God  of  truth  and  1< 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  a' 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  \ 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n. 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  ail  our  sins  destr< 
And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voiee> 
Rejoice  aload,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

-.  the  .' udge,  snail  come, 
And  ta ki  ants  up 

To  tLeir  eternal  boi 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  arch  angel's  voic^e* 
trump  of  God  shall  sound  rejoice. 


HO  EVANGELICAL   IIY^IPCS, 

534.       P.  M. 

Jesus  reigns. 
1  ~E3TE AR  the  royal  proclamation,, 
JLA  The  glad  tidings  of  salvations- 
Published  to  every  creature, 
To  the  ruin'd  sons  of  nature. 

CHORUS. 

Jesus  reigns,  he  reigns  victorious. 

Oner  hea/trn  and  earth  most  glorious. 

Jesus  reigns. 
-2  See  the  royal  banner  flying-, 
Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying^ 
Rebel  sinners,  royal  favor     ■ 
Now  is  offer'd  by  the  Saviour. 

Jesus  reigns,  &c. 

3  Here,  ye  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin, 
Who  have  wrought  your  cwn  undoing: 
Here  is  life  and  free  salvation, 
Dffer'd  to  the  whole  creation. 

Jesus  reigns,  6,-c. 

4  'Twas  for  you  that  Jesus  died, 
And  for  you  was  crucihed, 
Conquer'd  death,  rind  rose  to  heaven;" 
Life  eternal  through  hiiiTs  given. 

Jesus  reigns,  S,c. 
$  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy, 
Shun  the  path  of  vice  and  folly; 
Turn,  or  you  are  lost  forever, 
O,  now  turn  to  God  your  Saviour? 
Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
#  Here  is  wine,  and  milk,  and  honey. 
Come  and  purchase  without  money; 
Mercy,  like  a  flowing  fountain, 
Streaming  from  the  holy  mountain 
Jasus  reigns i  4*c< 


EVANGELICAL   IIYMXS.  411 

7  For  this  love  let  rocks  and  mountains. 
Purling  streams,  and  chrystal  fountains. 
Roaring-  thunders,  lightning"  blazes, 
Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises. 

Jesus  reigns,  6,-c. 

8  Shout,  ye  tongues  of  every  nation, 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation; 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  almighty  King  of  Zion. 

Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
#  Now  our  souls  have  caught  new  fire, 
Brethren,  raise  your  voices  higher; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamation, 
To  the  Prince  of  our  salvation. 
Jesus  reigns,  6,-c. 

10  Shout,  ye  saints,  make  joyful  mention a 
Christ  has  purchas'd  our  redemption; 
Angels  shout  the  joyful  story, 
Through  the  brighter  worlds  of  glory, 
Jiesus  reigns,  S,c. 

535.    L.  M.        Beddome. 
The  increase  of  Ike  Church* 

1  T>  EJOICE,  ye  saints,  that  Jesi^s  reigns! 
XV  Thro'  distant  lands  his  triumphs  spread!' 
And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 

Own  him  their  Saviour  and  their  heack 

2  HU  sgns  and  daughters  from  afar, 

Daily  at  Sion's  gate  arrive; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 
By  sovereign  grace  are  made  alive, 

3  O  may  his  conquest  still  increase, 

His  power  every  foe  subdue; 
While  angels  ee*lebrate  his  praise, 
.And  saints  his  spreading;  glories  showv. 


412  EVANGELICAL    HYMNS. 

4  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 

From  all  below  and  all  above; 
In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name, 
In  songs  as  lasting  as  his  love. 

536.     P.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Time  and  Eternity. 
O!   on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 


L 


'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand $ 

Yet  how  insensible! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  hcav'nly  place., 

Or — shuts  me  up  in  hcil! 
2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 

And  deeply  on  my  thoughtless,  heart 

Eternal  things  impress; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight.. 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  J  ate — 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 
»3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar: 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 

4  P,e  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  sutler  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure! 
;")  Then  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive; 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 
And  reign  with  thee  above; 


HV ANGELICAL    HYMKS.  413 

Where  faith  is  sweetly  rht, 

And  hope,  in  full  supreme  delight, 
And  everlasting  love! 

537.  C.  M.         Watts. 

h  of  a  sinner. 

1  "jVTY  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll. 
IfX    Damnation  and  the  dead; 
What  borrows  seize  the  guilty  soul 

Upon  a  dying  bed! 

2  Lingering  about  these  mortal  shore-. 

Sue  makes  a  long  delay: 
Till,  like  a  flood,  with  rapid  force. 
Death  sweeps  the  wretch  away. 

3  Then  swift  and  dreadful  she  descends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coast, 
Amongst  abominable  fiends, 
seif  a  frighted  ghost. 

4  There  endless  crowds  of  sinners  lie, 

And  darkness  makes  their  chains; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair  they  cry, 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pain-. 

5  Not  all  their  anguish  and  their  blood, 

r  own  guilt  at<;i 
Xor  the  compassion  of  a  God, 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groa: 

6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath. 

2\ur  bid  my  soul  re.ni 
Till  I  bad  learn'd  my  Saviour's  death. 
And  well  insur'd  his  love! 

538.  C.  M\  Watts. 
Death  and  Eternity. 

1   ^VFY  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the 
if  J.  Go,  search  the  world  bene 


Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies, 
And  owns  her  sovereign,  death. 

2  Tlje  tyrant,  bow  lie  triumphs  here,* 

His  trophies  spread  around! 
And  heaps  of  dust  and  bones  appear 
Through  all  the  hollow  ground. 

3  These  skulls,  what  ghastly  figures  now! 

How  loathsome  tn  the  eyes! 
These  are  the  heads  we  latefy  knew 
ho  beauteous  and  so  wise. 

4  But  where  the  souls,  those  deathless  things, 

That  left  their  dying  clay! 
IM y  thoughts,  now  stretch  out  all  your  wings. 
And  trace  eternity! 

5  O!   that  unfathomable   sea! 

Those  deeps  without  a  shore! 
Where  living  waters  gently  play, 
Or  fiery  billows  roar. 

6  There  we  shall  swim  in  hcav'nly  blic  =  , 

Or  sink  in  ilaming  waves; 
While  the  pale  carcass  breathless  lies 
Among  the  silent  graves. 

7  ^Prepare  us,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 

"Then  come  tl*e  joyful  day; 
"Come^dearh,  and  some  celestial  band, 
"To  bear  our  souls  away." 

C.  Mi  \Vatts. 

The  presence  of  God  worth  dying  for,  or  the  death 

of  Motes. —  Deut.  xxxii.  49,  S):  xxxiv.  "). 
1   T    OKD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight, 
JLi    To  see  thy  lovely  face; 
To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  sight. 
And  feel  thy  vital  rays, 

"tfuihill-Fields, 


i.VAXUJGLU'AL    HYMNS.  415 

2  Thy  love,  a  sea  without  a  shore, 

Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad; 
O,  'tis  a  heav'n  worth  dying  for, 
To  see  a  smiling  God. 

3  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  sky, 

The  wondrous  prophet  tried; 
"Climb  up  the  mount,"  says  God,  "and  <tte3" 
The  prophet  climb'd  and  died. 

4  Softly  his  fainting  head  he  lay 

Upon  his  Maker's  breast; 
His  Maker  kiss'd  his  sonl  away, 
And  laid  his  flesh  to  rest. 

5  Shew  me  thy  face,  and  I'll  away, 

From  all  inferior  thiegs; 
Speak,  Lord,  and  here  I  quit  my  cteCy, 
And  stretch  my  airy  wings. 

540.     S.  BEL         Watts. 
Heavenly  joy  on  earth* 

1  #^<OME,  we  that  love  the  Lorda 
V_y  And  let  our  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banish'd  from  the  placg; 
Religion  never  was  design 'd 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

That  never  knew  our  God; 
But  fav 'rites  of  the  heav'nly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

And  thunders  when  he  please; 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  s$a$ 


41b  EVANGELICAL    IIY>iry£. 

•5  This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  love; 
He  shall  send  down  his  heav'nly  pow'ra, 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  shall  we  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

8  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below: 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

9  The  hill  of  Sion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

10  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry: 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground. 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

541.     C.  Al.         Watts. 
God's  presence  is  light  in  darkness. 

1  "JV/JY  God!   the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
1 7_B_   The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun! 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 
4(nd  he  my  rising  sun. 


fcOXOLOGIES.  411 

<3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  "I  am  his!7' 

4  3Iy  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining*  way, 
T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 
~5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  through  every  foe; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith. 
Should  bear  me  conqu'ror  through 


DOXOLOGIE& 

L.  M: 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n, 

C.  M. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  knowE, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Ye  angels,  round  the  throne, 

And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  ^»or; 
:  the  Spirit  too. 


41tf  roxcLOGrrs. 

P.  M. 

To'God  the  Father's  throne 

Perpetual  honors  raise, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  prais 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King-, 
Thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 

7s. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love: 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heav'nly  host's. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

8,7. 
May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Savh 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love,   ' 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion. 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford.. 


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Hymn. 

A  keep  I  hare, 

near,         ! 

in  indulge*!  Lord, 

wretched  souls  are  thev, 
Alas  r, 

Alas  what  hour! 
Aim;  scions    L( 

Almighty  in  a:-;  11 

Almighty  Maker  oi  b 

All  liaii  the  power  of  Jesus1  Dame.  62 

All  hail  thou  great  Immanuei, 

lough  the  vine  its  fru 
All  ye  who  laugh  and  sport  wit 

►Dg  the  banks  where  Babel's,  6cc. 
Amazing  grace  how  sweet  the  sound, 
Amazing  sight  the  Saviou  161 

Am  I  soldier  of  the  c 
And  am  I  born  to  d 
And  can  I  yet  delay, 

And  canst  thou  sinner  slig  147 

And  let  this  feeble  body 

And  may  I  hope  that  when  no  more,  121 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  ha. 
And  will  the  Judge  descend,  504 

And  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend,  116 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away.  58 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done,  377 

Anxious  I  strove  to  find  the  way,  193 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-sea*, 
Arfse  and  shine  O  Zion  fair,  435 

Arise  my  soul  with  rapture  rise,  371 

Arise  my  tenderest  thoughts  arise,  26 

As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  huncr. 


420  A    TABLE    OF    FIRST    Li; 

As  once  the  Saviour  took  his  seat.  "  MY\ 

hi  the  sweet  flow1r  that  scents  the  morn.  476 
At  length  the  wish\l-for  spring  is  come.  387 
Aivake  and  sing  the  song", 

e  awake  my  sluggish  sou], 
Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
Awake  my  soul  and  with  the  sun, 
Awake  my  soul  in  joyful  lays, 
Awake  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes. 
Awake  my  soul  stretch  every  nerve. 

BEGONE  ali  delay. 
Begone  my  worldly  cares  away 
Begone  unbelief, 
Begone  ye  gilded  van i ties, 
Behold  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies, 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door. 
Behold  my  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord. 
Being  call'cl  to  part  asunder, 
Benighted  on  the  troublous  main, 
Beside  the  gospel  pool, 
Beware  of  Peter's  word, 
Blest  be  the  eternal  infinite. 
LUest  be  the  tie  that  binds, 
Blest  Comforter  Divine, 
Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow, 
Boast  not  thyself  of  days  to  come. 
Brethren  belov'd  for  Jesus  sake, 
.Bright  King  of  glory  dreadful  God, 
Broken  hearted  weep  no  more, 
By  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise, 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
Christian  see  the  orient  morning, 
Come  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God, 


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Hymn. 
Come  away  to  the  s: 

Come  Christian  brethren  ere  we  part,         22(> 
Come  dearest  Lord  and  bless  this  3rS 

Come  forward  death  and  let  us  talk:, 
Come  Holy  Ghost  my  soul  inspire, 
Come  Holy  Spirit  come, 
Come  Holy  Spirit  heav'nly  dove, 
Come  humble  sinner  in  whose 
Come  let  me  love  or  is  my  ir.ind,  85 

Come  let  us  join  our  friends  a1 
Come  Lord  and  bless  the  rising  race, 
Come  O  my  soul  look  up  and  see, 
Come  sinners  atf 
Come  thou  fount  of  every  bles- 
Come  to  me  ail  ye  that  labour, 
Come  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  wretched, 
Come  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
Come  ye  weary1  sinners  c-  175 

Convinc-M  as  a  sinner  to  Jesus*  I  come,  75 

D\2K  and  stormy  is  the  desert, 
Day  of  Judgment  day  of  wonders,  481 

Dear  Lord  and  will  thy  pard'nii-g  love, 
Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
Dear  Saviour  if  these  lambs  should  stray. 
Death  and  the  grave  are  doleful  then 
Descend  Hely  Spirit  the  Dove,  210 

Destruction's  dangerous  road,  135 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessij 

Do  not  I  love  thee  O  my  Lord,  If  5 

Drooping  souls  no  longer  grieve,  ij'22 

EARTH  has  a  joy  unknown  to  heav'n, 
i    the  blue  heavViSwere, 
Enco:  ith  clouds  ofdisti 

V 


4:*  2  a    : 

Hymn. 
Eternity  stupendous  theme,  44(5 

Eternity  tremendous  sound, 
Every  moment  bring*  me  nearer, 

FAR  from  affliction  toil  and  care, 
farewell  loring  Christians, 
Ear  from  theutmost  verge  of  day. 
Farewell  vaia  world  I'm  going  home, 
Fare-ye-well,  fare-yc-wcll, 
Father  divine  thy  piercing  eye, 
Father  in  hea^'n  to  thee  1  bend. 
Father  is  not  tiiy  promise  plcdgM, 
Father  of  mercies*  (rod  cf  love, 
Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word, 
Father  sanctify  me  wholly, 
Father  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 
For  a  season  cali'd  to  part, 
Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns, 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  Creeniand's  icy  mountains, 
From  his  low  bed  of  mortal  dust, 

i  \Y  is  thy  morning  flattering  hope, 
J*~  Gird  thy  loins  up  Christian  soldier, 
Glory  to  God  Who  r  >ve, 

God  hath  bereav'd  me  of  my  child, 
God  from  his  throne  with  piercing-  eye, 
God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
God  of  mercy  God  of  love 
God  of  my  life  look  gently  down, 
God  of  my  life  my  morning  sons:, 
God  our  God  his  pow'r  revealing, 
God's  sovereign  grace  has  found  the  means. 
Go  ye  messengers  of  God, 

and, 
tine  thine  ear, 
1   Lord  I  may  delight  in  thee, 


A    TABLE    OF    FKR3T    LINES.  423 

Hymn. 

Great  God  how  powerful  is  thy  hand,  5 

Great  God  indulge  my  humble  claim,  329 

Great  God  to  thee  I  make,  4^4 

Great  God  to  thee  my  evening  song,  374 

Great  God  thy  holy  name  we  praise,  115 

Great  God  with  wonder  and  with  praise,  9 

•Great  God  we  now  surround  thy  board,  273 

Great  high  priest  we  view  thee  stooping,  277 

Guide  me  O  thou  great  Jehovah,  S3 

H\IL  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 
Hail  sovereign  love  that  first  began, 
Hail  the  blest  morn  when  the  great, 
Happy  is  he  whose  early  years, 
Happy  place,  happy  place, 
Happy  soul  thy  days  are  ended, 
ffappy  soul  we  now  resign  thee, 
Hark!  a  cry  among  the  nations, 
Hark  hark  my  soul  what's  this  I  hear, 
Hark  hear  the  sound  on  earth  'tis  found, 
Hark  hear  the  trumpet's  dreadful  roar, 
Hark  my  soul  it  is  the  Lord, 
Hark  the  herald  angels  s4ng, 
Hark  the  Jubilee  is  sounding. 
Hark  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
Hark  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 
Hark  'tis  the  Saviour's  voice  I  hear, 
Hark  what  sounds  are  these  so  pleasing, 
Hasten  O  sinner  to  be  wise, 
Haste  that  delightful  awful  day, 
Hear  the  royal  proclamation, 
Heav'n  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease, 
He  dies  the  friend  of  sinners  dies, 
He  lives  the  great  Kedeemer  lives, 
Here  at  thy  table  Lord  we  meet, 
High  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
Ghost  di'  pel  our  sadness, 


424  A    TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hyimr, 

How  blest  is  our  brother  bereft,  413 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds,  311 

How  bright  is  yonder  sun,  511 

How  firm  a  foundation  ye  saints,  76 

How  great  how  terrible  that  God,  433 

How  many  and  great  are  the  foes,  497 

How  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive*,  233 

How  shall  I  come  before  the  Lord,  33 

How  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth,  84 

How  sweet  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight,  309 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours,  98 

IF  I  perish  I  will  go,  174 

I  hear  a  voice  that  comes  from  far,  190. 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives,  351 

I  love  my  blessed  Saviour,  524 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away,  218 

I  love  thy  Kingdom  Lord,  252 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways,  269 

Indulgent  Father  by  whose  care,  373 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight,  38 

In  glory  bright  the  Saviowr  reigns,  298 

Inquiring  souls  who  long  to  find,  79 

Inquire  ye  pilgrims  for  the  way,  306 

In  songs  of  sublime  adoration,  332 

In  the  floods  of  tribulation,  364 

In  thy  great  name  O  Lord  we  come,  206 

In  vain  my  fancy  strives  to  paint,  408 

I  own  my  guilt  my  sins  confess,  1S8 

I  sojourn  in  a  vale  of  tears,  112 

I  soon  shall  accomplish  my  race,  490 

Is  this  my  -Tesus  this  my  God,  68 

It  is  a  glorious  mystery,  470 

It  is  the  Lord  enthroned  in  light,  358 

It  is  the  voice  of  love  divine,  60 

It  shall  be  well  let  sinners  know,  353 

I've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price*  291 


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Hymn 

I  wait  a  few  sorrowful  years,  491 

1  want  a  heart  to  pray,  290 

JESUS  and  shall  it  ever  be,  *0 
Jesus. dear  name  how  sweet  ii  sounds,  3o6 

Jesus  engrave  it  on  my  heart,  297 

Jesus  grant  us  all  a  blessing',  321 

Jesus  in  thy  transporting  name,-  97 

Jesus  is  all  I  wish  or  want,  77 

Jesus  lover  of  my  soul,  74 

Jesus  my  all  to  hesrven  is  gone^  78 

Jesus  -Saviour  of  my  soul,  388 

Jesus  the  incarnate  God  of  love,  72 

Jesus  who  knows  full  well,  202 

Jesus  with  truth  and  power  divine,  448 

Join  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name,  90 

EEP  silence  all  created  things,  12 


K 


IET    all  who  name  his  blessed  name, 

J  Let  party  names  no  more,  314 

Let  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road,  127 

Life  is  a  sea — how  fair  its  face,  518 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord,  158 
Light  of  the  universe  bright  sun  of  glory. 

Lo  another  year  is  gone,  391 

Lo  heaven's  tremendous  mighty  King,  17 

Long  have  I  walk'd  this  dreary  road,  183 

Long  hath  the  crescent's  glittering  sign,  .727 

Look  down  O  Lord  with  pitying  eye,  28 

Look  from  on  high"  great  God  and  see,  2'23 
Lo  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

Lord  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall,  180 

Lord  at  thy  feet  in  dust  1  lie,  179 
Lord  at  thy  table  I  behold, 
Lord  dost  thou  say  ask  wM  thou,  wilt, 


A    TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn, 

Lord  hear  aburden'd  sinner  mourn,  *  197 

Lord  how  lai*gc  thy  bounties  are,  263 

Lord  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways,  25 

Lord  I  am  pain'd  but  I  resign #  357 

Lord  i  am  thine  entirely  thine,  270 

Lord  I  cannot  let  thee  go,  204 

Lord  I  renounce  my  carnal  taste,  290 

Lord  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days,  221 

Lord  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear,  212 

Lord  thou  with  an  unerring   beam,  10 

Lord  'tis  an  infinite  delight,.  539 

Lord  vouchsafe  to  us  tljy  blessing  322 

Lord  we  come  before  thee  now,  215 

Lord  what  a  heav'n  of  saving  grace,  .2-0 

Lord  when  I  read  the  traitor's  doom,  495 

Lord  when  our  raptur'd  thought  surveys,  2 
Lord  while  thy  judgments  shake  the  land,    223 

Lord  while  we  meet  to  speak  and  hear,  216 

Love  divine  all  love  excelling,  237 

AY  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart.  271 

Mercy  O  thou  Son  of  David,  479 

Messiah  at  thy  glad  approach,  238 

Methinks  the  last  great  day  is  come,  432 

Mortals  awake  with  angels  join,  44 

My  brethren  from  my  heart  beiov'd,  451 
My  days  my  weeks  my  months  my  years,     994 

My  Father  calls  me  to  his  anus;,  4 19 

.A  the  spring  of  ail  my  joys,  541 

My  Gracious  iiedeemer  I  love,  67 

My  soul  arise  shake  off  thy  fears,  300 

My  soul  be  on  thy  guard,     *  339 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord,  243 

soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight,  303 

My  soul  the  minutes  haste  away,  401 

My  soul  would  faiu  indulge  a  hope,  360 

>ul  would  f                 I  cheerful  up.    .  *   .  ■ 


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Hymn* 
hts  on  awful  subjects  roil, 
My  thought?  that  often  mount  the  skies, 

TM"OW  gracious  Lord  thine  arm  reveal, 

jl^I    Now  in  a  song-  of  grateful  praise, 

Now  m  the  heat  of  youtofui  blood, 

$(ow  is  the  accepted  time. 

Now  is  the  time  the  accepted  h 

Now  let  my  soul  with  wonder  trace, 

Now  let  our  voices  join, 

Now  t\ie  shades  of  night  are  <rone, 

ao  never  may  our  souls  forget, 

O  COULD  I  soar  to  worlds  above. 
O'er  the  gtocmy  hills  of  darKne"s3, 
Oft  as  the  bell  with  solemn  toil, 
O  for  a  glance  of  heav  nly  day, 

are  J  turned  my  eyes  within, 
;  with  God, 
Oglori  us  hope  of  perfect  love, 
O  happy  day  that  fix'd  my  choice, 

appy  day  when  saints  shall  meet, 
Oh  could  I  find  from  day  tu  day,  p 

Oh  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh  could  o  if  thoughts  and  wishes  fly. 
Oh  for  a  heart  to  praise  and  pray, 
0h  for  an  ardent  faith, 
Oil  how  divine  Low  sweet  the  joy, 

the  secret  place,     , 
a,t  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 
,rd  would  hear  my  c 
>u  whose  hand  thy  kingdom  sv* 
Oil  what  crowds  arc  bound  for  ruin, 

,   rest  be  found, 
O  lord  our  languid  souls  inspire, 
■  e  beyond  conception  great, 


\     r  \r.i  : 

\\y 

0  love  di\  mi'  u  li.ii  hast  thou  d< 

i  i  dm  w  orjW  I  wander'd  forth, 
OiK-i"  iimrc  we  come  before  the  Lord,  213 

( hace  more  before  \%  »*  part , 
Once  v*  Lord  tbj  pardon  flouriah'd?  22U 

Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode,       •  "         2fFQ 
One  spark  O^God,  of  heaV'nlj  6re,  I  '  ' 

On  Jordan's  sjtormy  banks  1   -tnml,  129 

On  this  snet1!  morn  my  Lord  arose, 

0  that  mine  eyes  were  floods  "<  I  -'»! 

0  thou  that  plead'st  wittj  pitying  lovoj  45£ 

()  thou  at  whose  almighty  word,  811 

0  thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flo*  496 

O  thou  \n  l"»  <lr\  'st   the  mourner's  tei  '   I  1 

(>  thou  whose  tender  roerej  bears,  IQO 

O  tiiou  in  whose  presence  nn  soul,  93 

()  when  shall  I  see  Jesus,  519 

Our  count  rv  is  linma                   mid,  307 
On.r  hearts  are  fasten  M  to  the  world, 

(),:;•  souls  by  love  togeth<  r  knit,  319 

PEOPLE  of  the  living  God,  3$7 

Pilgrim  burden  d  with  thy  sin,  190 

Poor  weak  and  worthless  though  1  am,  T'> 
Praise  to  God  immortal  praise, 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire*  201 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convi  j  20(J 

~B>  VISE  thoughtless  sinner  raise, 

IV   Rejoice  the  Lord  is  King,  538 

Rejoice  ye  saints  that  Jesus  reijg 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern,  !~>1 

Remember  blooming  youth,  159 

Repent  the  voice  celestial  <  I  W 

Return  my  roving  heart  return. 

Return  •  '  w  anderer  r  turn, 

Pise  my  soul  and  stretch  thy  wii 


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ise. 
J£rac#  hat" 

41! 
leave  thine  hous< 

r  stop  and  think, 
v  d  the  bed 
Submissive  to  thy  i-ill  my  & ...!. 
^ure  ':  119 

:  glories  rush  upon  my  sight,  442 

:  the  honr  of  tri 

fcicg», 
Sweet  was  Vac  time  when  105 

F II  EACH  me  O  Lord  the  great  concern, 
JL     Tell  me  no  more  of  ear- 
That  awful  day  will  surety  crime, 

That  man  doth  richest  blessings  share,         100 
That  mighty  angel  to  whose  hand, 
The  blest  memorials  of  his  love, 

jild  is  not  sad  Reuben  cried.  1*2 1 

The  Canaanite  still  in  the  Ian 
The  play  of  God  that  awful  day. 
The  day  is  past  and  gone, 
Thee  I  adore  eternal  power, 
Thee  we  adore  eternal  name.  393 

The  finest  dow'r  that  ever  blow'd  313 

The  flowry  spring  at  God's  command. 
The  glittering  spangles  of  the  sky,  2'J 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge,  4*24 

The  gold  and  silver  are  the  Lord's. 
The  hour  of  my  departure's  come,  474 

The  joy  that  vain  amusements  give.  155 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads.  2&2 

The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might,  510 

The  Lord  the  God  of  glory  reigns,  8 

The  Lord  will  happiness  divin  103 


\    IMBI  431 

The  Lord  will  I 

.--born  child  ofgosjiel  gra< 

The  night  shall  hear  | 
The  oiice  loy'd  fqnfl  DOW  c 

The  praises  6/  q 

The  ransom'd  spirit  to  !,t  r  bqi 

There  is  a  harp  whose  f: 

i  e  is  an  hour  of 
There  is  a  fountain  fill  d  with  blood* 
There  is  a 

There  is  a  God  ail  feature  1 

There  is  a  heaven  ii:  513 

There  is  a  holy  city, 

There  is  a  (and  51  "> 

There  is  a  land  of. pure  delight, 

re  is  a  world  of  glorj   bri  j 
There  is  a  world  cen, 

The  Saviour  calls  let  every  t 
The  it  endless  charm?, 

The  sinner  who  by  precious  faith, 
The  Son  of  God  is  gone  to  v. 
The  spacious  firmament  on  hi 
The  summer  harvest  spreads  the  field. 
The  time  is  short  the  season  near, 
The  wandering-  star  the  fleeting  wind; 
The  winter  past  rt>  4*5  7 

The  wondering  world  inquires  to  ki 
The  world  opposes  from  without,  11 1 

Thine  eai 

This  is  the  field  the  world  below,        -^ 
Though  troubles  assail, 

Thou  great  Omnipotent,  4 

Thou  lovely  source  of  true  del; 
Thou  only  sovereign  of  my  heart, 
oft  gliding  Kedron, 
U  the  varic 


rA&ije  of  first  li 

Hymn. 

Through  Christ  when  we  together  came, 
Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  pat: 
Thus  did  the  pious  Ahrah'm  pi- 
Thy  daily  mercies  C) 

Thy  goodness  Lord  our  souls  co:  15 

Thy  people  Lord  who  trust  :  :v  word  246 

Thy  presence  everlasting  God,  3:20 

Thy  presence  gracious  God  afford,  214 

Time  swiftly  is  nying.  393 

*Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know,  101 

?Tis  finish'd  the  conflict  is  past,  414 

_    i — iiid  on  Olive's  brow,  51 
*Tis  past — the  dreadful  stormy  night, 
5Tis  night;  from  beauteous  Palestine, 

To-day  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice.  169 
To  Jesus  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

To-morrow  Lord  is  thine,  170 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name,  v^ 

To  the  cross  where  Jesus  56 

To  thee  O  Lord  my  heav'nly  Kj  205 

'Twas  in  an  hour  when  wrath  prevail'd.  39 

J~TXION  prevails  in  heav'n,  31^ 

*J    United  prayers  ascend  to  thee,  256 

Unveil  thy  bosom  faithful  tomb,  417 

VAIN  man  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear, 

Vain  world  thy  cheating  arts  give  o'er  294 

WAY-WORN  pilgrim  child  of  fears,  514 

Weary  of  struggling  with  my  pain,  187 

Welcome  thou  well-belov'd  of  God,  268 

me  welcome  dear  Redeemer,  493 

We've  met  to-day  to  sing  and  pray.  496 

We've  no  abiding  city  here,  316 
Weep  not  when  sad  distre 
What  cheering  words  are  the 


A    TAP>L2    OF 

joy  possessed  oy  heart, 

iat  strange  perp: 
What-  think  yon  of  Christ, 
What  various  hindrances  we  r 

»n  all  thy  mere: 
When  pending  o'er  the  brink  oti 
blooming  youth  is  * 
n  (rod  rereal'd  hi3  grack 
When  gracious  Lot.  11  it  be, 

When  guilt  distracts  my  labor: 
When  I  can  read  t:  a  r, 

I 
When  Jesus  dwek  in  mo: 

D  languor  and  d 
When  on  my  b  ze, 

Wlien  on  the  third  auspicious  lay5 
When  risiag  from  the  bed  o£  death, 
When  sori  I  a  round , 

When  Syria's  leprous  chief, 
When  we  with  welcome  slumber  pr 

a  rankling  sorrows 
Where  are  the  dead?  in  heaven  or  Be!!.         125 
Wherefore  should  ms  -id  of  clay,    *K1 

Wherewith  O  Lord  shall 

i  ,e  life  prolongs  its  z  r 

1st  thee  I  seek  protecting  porr 

iher  goest  thou  pilgrim  sti 
Why  droops  my  soul  with  grief  op : 

.  longed  Paul  to  be  disso!  i 
weep  for  those^rail  child  of  woe, 

b  grateful  hearts  and  tuneful  i  i  397 

th  heav'nly  power  O  Lord  defen 
With  melting  heart  and  wee;  3C 


434  A    TABLE    OF    FIRST    LI 

Hymn, 

With  radiant  beams  the  sun  arose,  143 

Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God,  449 

YE  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne,     04 

Ye  careless  professors  who  rest,  388 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu,  292 

Ye  humble  souls  complain  no  more.  295 

Ye  lovely  bands  of  blooming  youth,  154 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ,  450 

Ye  saints  assist  me  in  my  song,  191 

Ye  saints  exult  in  Jesus'  name,  oOl 

Ye  sin-sick  souJs  draw  near,  165 

Yes  it  is  better  to  depart,  802 

Yes -we  trust  the  day  is  breaking,  235 
Ye  that  have  been  often  invited  to  come,     144 

Ye  weary  heavy  laden  souls,  516 

Ye  wretched  hungry  starving  poor.  264 

Yonder  amazing  sight  I  see,  53 

Vj^  ACCHEUS  clknb'd  the  tree.  5*20 


FXDEX  OF  SUBJECTS 


136 

134—150 


Accepted  time,       162, 

163 
-Affliction      sweetened, 

resignation    to,    355 — 
358,  305 
Alar;  I,  the, 
Alarming, 

Ask  what  thou  wilt,  346 

Atonement   and  sancti- 

iication,  65 

B 

Babylonian  captivity,- 

530, 531 

Balm  of  Gilead,  34 

Backsliding-,      warning 

against,  194,  338 

and  returning,  195. 

Baptism,  household,  256 

infant,  257,  258 

Bartiineus,  479 

Bethehem,  Star  of    299. 

Bible,     excellency     of| 

the, 7,  9 
Blindness,  cured,        41 
Born  again, 
Bright   world   of  glory. 

444, 512 
Brotherly    love, 
314 

C 
Canaan,  view  of;      129 


Canaanite  still    in  the 

land.  113 
Captivny,    Babylonian, 

530, 531 
Charity, 

Children,  baptize 
258 
of  the  Church,  prayer 

for,  259—26  1 
death  of,  420—423 

Christ,  ascension  of,  GQ 
coronation  of, 
crucified,  52 — 57 

death  and  resurrection 

of,  52—61 
divinity  of,  49,  50 

excellencies    of,    G9 — 

93,  OG 
followers  of,  499 

foundation,  75 

fountain,  T<> 

friend  of  sinners.  72.  73 
in  Gethsemaue,  51 
guest,  116 

Christ,  a  qruide,  83 

nidiug  place,  43 

kingdom  of, 
Lamb  ot  God,  37 

love  of,  wonuerful,    f63 

—  : 

>,  desired, 
nativity  of,  41 — 

pearl,  <$A 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Christ,  a  priest,         277 
refuge,  74 

resurrection  of,  53 — 61 
riches  of,  84 

rock,  75,76 

root   and    offspring   of 

David,  43 
Saviour,  89 

sufferings  of,    51 — 57, 

68 
treasure,  77 

way,  the,  78,  79 

Christian,  aged, longing 
for  heaven,  473,  490, 
491 
discouraged,  48 

doubting,  J  93 

dying,  prayer  of,     474 
love,  303—314 

friends  welcomed,  308 

parting,  315—326 

race,  running  the,  532 
soldier,  497,498 

war  song,  340 

Church,    complaint    of 
the,  220.  221 
increase  of, 
love  to, 
unity  of, 
Clo=;d,  the  little, 
Collections,      252—255 
Co  mm  union    of   saints, 

273—275 
Compassionate  Saviour, 

520—522 
Concert,  monthly,  235, 
.  244—249 


Conflict,  last,    490,  49i 
Consolation  to  surviving 

friends,  475 
Contrite  heart,  103 

Convert,  42,  190,  270, 
466—468,  480 
)ouug,  warned  and  en- 
couraged, 492  • 
new,  cautioned,       194 

humbled,  192,  193 

resolution  of,  267 

the  young,  467 

Coronation  of  Christ,  62 
Creation      and      provi- 
dence, 2 
Cross,  looking   at   the, 
38,  39,  69 
not  ashamed  of,  80,  81 
Cross,  soldier  of,         82 
thief  converted  on,  40 

D 

Darkness,  presence  of 

God  light  in,  541 

Day  Spring,  506 

Death-bed^      happiness 

on,  365,  366 
Death  and  eternity,  533 
of  a  child,  420-423,476 
of  Christ,  52—57 

23b!  of  a  brother,  413 

of  a  minister,  409 — 412 
of  a  saint,  4  J  5,  416,  494 
of  the  sinner,  436,537 
of  a  sister,  414 

of  a  young  person,  418, 

419 
preparation  for;       145 


53. 

252 

324 


ISDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


43? 


Declension     lamented, 

■2-20,  221 
Decrees  of  God,         12 
Desiring  to  depart,  302 
Devotion,  private,  199, 
218,219,287,208,485 
E 
Early  piety,  advanta- 
ges of,  460 


mercies  of,  inestima-. 
ble,  22 

presence  of  light  in 
darkness,  541 

presence  of,  worth  dy- 
ing for,  539 

refuge  in,  118 

trust  in,  347 

Good  news  to  sinners, 


sovereign, 

431 

sufficient, 

331 

,  354 

Gratitude, 

21 

Grace, 

417 

Election,  332|     461 

Eternity,  445.  446.Gospel,  spread  of,  desir- 

time  and,  336^      ed     and    prayed    for, 

Evening,  372—375,  509|     235,  236,  244—248 
Evening  twilight,      218!Grace,  salvation  by,  71,  ' 
Sabbath,  383,  384      332,  333 

Saturday,  376 

Examination,  self,  101. 

104 
Exultation,  489 

F 
Fall  of  man, 
Fast,  public, 
Fellowship, 
Fortitude,  holy, 
Fountain    opened, 

239 
Funeral,  (See  Death.) 

G 
Garden  of  Gethsema- 

ne,  51 
God,  being  and  perfec- 
tions of,  1—8,10—19 
510, 511 
answer  to  the  sinner's 

complaint,  186 
delight  in,  117 

is  love^  19 


26— 28. Hardness    of  heart  la- 
227,228J      mented,  197,  198 

312Harvest,  503 

82'Heart,  contrite,        103 
70.  Meaven,  440—444,512, 
513 
confidence  of,  12 1 

hope  of,  112 

longing  for,  119,  122— 

124,  126,  128,  130 
prospect  of,    132,  133, 

242 
Hell,  436—439 

the  sinner's  own  place, 
495 
Herein  is  love,  191 

Holy  city, 


438 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


99 

112 

242 
471 

94 


Spirit,    invocation   to,| 
209—211 
Hope,  fixed  in  God,  349 
Hope  in  despair, 
of  heaven, 
rejoicing  in, 
Humility, 

I 
Immanuel, 
Inconstancy   lamented 

106 
Increase  of  the  Church, 

535 
Indwelling  sin, 113, 114, 
Intercession    of  Christ;, 

61 
Inviting,   159—177,261 

—264,335,336 
Invocation   of  the  Holy 
Spirit,  209—211 
J 
Jesus,  97 

pilgrim's  friend,       513 
reigns,  534 

Joy,  heavenly, on  earth 
540 
in  sorrow,         350,  362 
Jubilee,       63,  232,  505 
Judgment    f'ay,    428 — 
435,504,  528 
K 
Kf.cron.  276 

Kingdom  of  Christ,  535 


Lamb  of  God,     37,  508 
Lamentation,    lost  sin- 
ners, 439 
Law  and  Gospel,        27 
Life  the  accepted  time, 
158,  159,  162,  163 
hid  will}  Christ,       301 
Light  in  darkness,    344 
Living  to  Christ,       127 
Longing  after  God,  329 
for    glory,    119,    122 — 

124,  126,  128,  130 

to  he  with  Christ,   125 

Look  again,  483 

Loss  of  friends,  424,  475 

Love    to    Christ,     101, 

102, 105 

wondrous,  469 

.     M 
Marriage,       396,  397 
Members,    new    admis- 
sion of,  267—269 
Mercy    implored,    179, 
180 
■ercy-seat,       465,482 
VI  essiah  64 

Minister's      complaint, 
447 
death  of  a,     409—412 
going  a  journey,      453 
and      people,     mutual 
wishes  of,  451,452 
Miracle  of  grace,     275 
love  to,  252  Missions,  247 — 251 

•Knocking  at   the  door,Monthlv  concert     235, 
160,161  |     236,244—248' 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


43f 


Morning,  367—371.  457 
Morning  Star,  293! 

Moses,  deal h  of,         529 

N 

ft  A  AM  AN  healed,        334 

iN'ew  birth,  uccessity  of. 

35,  36 

convert  humbled,  192, 

193 
resolution  of,  26? 

New-year,        390—392 


O 


One  thing  needful,  29? j 
Ordination  of  ministers,' 
443,450 

P 
Pearl  of  great  price, 

291,292 
Penitential,  2y.  33.  131 
—184,    88,462—464,1 
483,434,  486 
Perseverance,   115,500- 
Pilrrim,  burden'd,  196  j 
,  197 

fei  ;a!e,  502 

Pilgrim,  happy,  524 

?s  farewell,        315.454 

song  of,  305 — 307 

Pleasures  unseen,      100 

Poor  in  spirit,  295' 

Prayer,  201 

for'children,  259 — 261 

of  fie  dying  christian, 

474 
for   divine    assistance, 

328 
importunate,  2 


Prayer,  incessant,  200 
for  J  I 

for  past  enjoyments, 3 27 
of  a  penitent, 
for    revival,    223 — 2  25 
social,  203 

for  spiritual  aid,  206 — 

208 
for   universal  holiness, 

239,  330 
Promises  jrreat  and  pre- 
cious, ?6 
Prosperity  and  adversi- 
ty, 472 

R 
Race,     christian,    run- 
ning the,  532 
Record  on  high,         300 
Redeemer  livcth,      354 
praise  to,  88 

Redeeming  love,  36 
Regeneration,  35,36 
Rejoicing,  304 

Religion,  151,  152 

Request,    humble,    237 

233 
Resignation,  355 — 353, 

362 

Resolution, noblest,  27  I 

pious,  337 

young  convert's,     267 

Resolve, successful,  173- 

174 
Rest  for  the  weary.  :,  1  2 
—514,  516,  517,  519, 
520 
Rest  in  Heaven,        53?  I 


INDEX    OF 


I  reciion    125— 427,  Solemn  reflection?,  400 

477  .  —403 

of  CI  58—G1  Soul,  worth  of  the,    17  I 

.Revival,    prayers     forJSpring,  387 

imcr, 
m    of    Righteousness, 


07 
Surrender, 


T 


Righteous,    well    with, 

and  wicked,  109 

Running    the    christian 
race. 

S 
TH,  377 — 2?,! 

evening', 
Sacramental,  2GJ — C2G5.  rraitor'a  doom, 
Tribulation, 
after,  270—289 

ion,  complete,  Go 
eign  and  free,  G7 
lay  night,         370 
ons,  380 

[nation,     104 
lication, 
•  ed  devotion,  361 
reflections,       3 

dwelling,  l  l.j,  1 14 


40J 


Time  and  eteroit] 
shortness  of, 

swiftness  of, 
To-day, 
To-morrow,        170, 45V, 

111 
sweet'  350 

:  m 

in  CI 
Twilight, 

Lr 

;  [EF, 

Ungodly  relatives,  con- 
cern for,  525 
Union,  312 

Unity    of  the    Church. 


Sinner,    complaint     i  V 

ic:>  ion  of  dry  bone 

cured,  W 

.'  \r   song,    the  Chris- 

I 

arfarc,  Christian,  407 , 


in,  407. 


Watch   and   pray,  339, 

. :,  i  o 

Wheat  and  1 


i suez  oj    si  r.n:<  Ts 


141 


Winter,  386|Youth  warned  and    en- 

Wonder,  470      treated,  153-157,460 

World,  renounced,   120J  Z 

285,293,291  IZaccheus,    conversion 

farewell  to,  131     of,  526 

vanity  of,  15  3  Zion,  £ate  of,  knocking 

Worship,  public,  212—      at,  196 

215  asking-  tlic  way  to,  306 

BOCial,       216,217,496    fountain  in,  239 

Y  Traveller, 

ftABj'new,     390—392! 


A  TABLE  OF  TEXTS, 


Chap. 

Ver.      Hymn. 

Chap.       Ver. 

Hymn. 

Genesis. 

2  Samuel. 

5 

24 

103 

12 

22,  :3 

6 

3 

146 

16 

17 

?.  • 

17 

18 

259 

1  Kings. 

19 

14.  22—25 

14.3 

3 

5 

346 

22 

14 

4G8 

18 

44 

230 

24 

31 

2  Kings. 

— 

56 

4 

26 

353 

32 

26 

2U4 

5 

1  —  14 

334 

37 

30 

421 

2  ChronicU 

»s. 

49 

10 

64 

33 

11  —  13 

364 



19 

115 

Ne  hernial 

. 

Numbers. 

13 

31 

486 

21 

4 

487 

Esther. 

33 

51—55 

113 

4 

16 

173 

Deuteronomy. 

- 

— 

174 

32 

49 

12? 

Job. 

— 

49,    50 

539 

1 

21 

355 

33 

25 

345 

7 

6 

394 

— 

27 

74i 

14 

2 

156 

Joshua. 

16 

19 

300 

24 

15 

271 



22 

491 

Ruth. 

17 

1,  11 

ib. 

1 

16 
Judges. 

267 

19 

25 

Psalms. 

354 

8 

4,5 

497 

1 

109 

1  Samuel. 

4 

6,7 

293 

3 

18 

258 

6 

181 

- 

— 

9 

9 

118 

7 

10 

3 

- 

12 

2-29 

8 

: 

1-5 

02 

405 

3 

66 

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Chap 

Vcr. 

Hymn. 

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.       Vcr. 

Hymn. 

37 

4 

117 

21 

20 

77 

39 

398 

23 

2G 

266 

48 

14 

8J 

Ecclesiastcs. 

61 

2 

75 

9 

5 

425 

03 

3 

16 

- 

10 

400 

65 

11 

389 

- 

4—6,  10 

158 

:.3 

£5 

98 

12 

7 

410 

77 

7—10 

99 

— 

1)7 

157 

85 

G 

224 

Canticles 

— 

10 

18 

2 

5 

184 

88 

159 

3 

11 

62 

— 

359 

5 

1 

274 

— 

10—12 

426 

- 

9—16 

93 

93 

8 

5 

10—16 

92 

102 

23 

419 

Isaiah. 

104 

34 

383 

1 

18 

165 



1 

2 

2 

248 

107 

23 

3 

19 

352 

112 

4 

344 f     8 

3 

94 

118 

24 

380i    12 

2 

348 

119 

32 

3271  24 

18—20 

433 



97 

7    30 

33 

437 



13G— 158 

26 

32 

2 

42 

133 

1 

309; 

33 

14 

139 

137 

5,  6 

252 

35 

2 

96 



53l| 

— 

10 

242 

138 

5 

304 

40 

12—15 

17 

139 

101 

— 



510 



17,  18 

22' 

41 

10 

76 



20' 

45 

20 

157 

141 

o 

3741  49 

22 

245 

147 

3 

522.  52 

10 

235 

Proverbs. 

! 

55 

1 

176 

4 

7 

— 

12,  13 

238 

6 

6 

149 

57 

15 

445 

l\ 

30 

449 

— 

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p.       Ver. 

Hymn 

Chap 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

57 

18 

31 

2 

9 

64 

53 

7 

16 

Zechariah 

. 

Jeremiah 

12 

10 

86 

6 

16 

79 

13 

1 

239 

8 

22 

34 

Matthew. 

10 

10 

446 

2 

1,2 

299 

E8 

16 

391 

5 

3 

10 

13 

21.5 

6 

6 

219 

M 

3 

33  2 

- 

7,  8 

212 

12 

f5 

7 

13,  14 

134 

18—20 

167 

11 

28 

166 

10 

5 

306 

— 

— 

175 

Ezekiel. 

— 

— 

52i ; 

6 

26—37 

197 

13 

39 

3r.8 

17 

3 

28 

— 

46 

291 

Daniel. 

— 

— 

292 

5 

27 

2T 

22 

4 

172 

9 

26 

64 

— 

42 

91 

Joel. 

24 

35 

511 

1 

14 

227 

— 

44 

145 

Amos. 

26 

41 

339 

4 

12 

140 

— 

— 

341 

7 

2 

223 

— 

— 

518 

Jonah. 

M  ark. 

2 

4 

483 

7 

37 

241 

o 

9 

67 

r» 

34 

285 

3 

9 

- 

30 

171 

Micah. 

- 

— 

294 

4 

1—3 

251 

- 

33 

CO 

6 

6—8 

32 

9 

43,  44 

437 

- 



33 

10 

14 

257 

7 

7 

205 

— 

48 

479 

Habakkuk. 

16 

15 

3 

17,  18 

347 

Lnke. 

Ilag^ai. 

1 

78 

506 

I 

3 

255 

9 

14 

44 

416 


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Chap. 

Vcr. 

Hymn. 

Chap. 

Ver.      H 

I'rnn, 

2 

8—14 

45 

19 

30 

54 

7 

34 

72 

— 

— 

68 

- 

36-50 

463 

— 

37 

36 

9 

23 

285 

21 

16 

101 

10 

42 

297 

— 

— 

102 

12 

32 

242 

— 



105 

13 

23 

135 

Acts. 

— 

28 

429 

1 

25 

495 

L4 

22 

262 

5 

31 

90 

15 

— 

264 

7 

60 

415 

— 

10 

234 

3 

8 

233 

17 

32 

338 

9 

11 

201 

13 

13 

179 

10 

33 

253 

— 

1—7 

202 

16 

30 

30 

21 

15 

448 

17 

30 

142 

23 

28 

47o 

38 

21 

323 

— 

42 

40 

20 

32 

318 

24 

34 

59 

Romans. 

John. 

1 

16 

31 

1 

1,3,14 

50 

7 

9 

478 

— 

29 

37 

9 

o    i 

525 

— 

40 

336 

1 

Corinthians. 

3 

3 

35 

4 

7 

332 

- 

7 

36 

7 

29 

399 

4 

42 

89 

11 

26 

281 

r> 

2—9 

189 

13 

13 

265 

1 

53—56 

272 

16 

13 

82 

- 

55 

273 

o 

Corinthians. 

6 

37 

335 

4 

13 

100 

- 

67,  68 

343 

5 

17 

468 

7 

37 

164 

6 

2 

163 

9 

4 

148 

- 

10 

350 

- 

25 

4i 

12 

9 

331 

12 

21 

5<P 

13 

11 

320 

14 

o 

44* 

Calatians. 

-*- 

G 

7fc 

3 

38 

314 

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Chap 

Ver.      Hymn. 

Chap 

.       Vcr.      H 

ymn. 

4 

9 

447 

2 

19 

'284 

_ 

19,  20 

104 

Titus. 

6 

14 
Ephesians. 

69 

3 

7 
Hebrews. 

121 

2 

5 

332 

4 

7 

138 

_ 

_ 

323 

13 

14 

316 

3 

3 

84 

Jan.es. 

- 

15 

324 

4 

13,  14 

170 

- 

9,  10 

50 

1  Peter. 

4 

36 

14? 

3 

18 

88 

6 

13,  18 
Philippians. 

497 

4 

18 
2  Peter. 

143 

1 

21 

127 

1 

4 

76 

- 

— 

404 

1  John. 

- 

23 

125 

1 

7 

70 

- 

— 

202 

4 

8 

19 

o 

10 

97 

- 

10 

191 

3 

12—14 

532 

Revelations. 

4 

1 

451 

1 

*7 

431 

4 

4 

533 

3 

20 

116 

Colossians. 

_ 

— 

160 

1 

16 

50 

G 

14 

431 

2 

2 

312 

14 

6 

250 

3 

3 

301 

— 

2,3 

63 

1  Tbess. 

— 

13 

413 

5 

17 

200 

20 

12 

432 

2  Timothy. 

22 

16 

48 

1 

12 

81 

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— 

£8 

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